Standin' On The Corner

Substitute 'Standin' on the corner in Holbrook, Arizona' for Winslow, Arizona in the song. (It's a stretch, but Holbrook's close to Winslow!) Anyway, we stopped at the old Mojave County Courthouse so I could snap a few photos on the way home from our trip.

Old Mojave County Courthouse

Old courthouse jail window.

Old wagon at the courthouse. Kind of interesting that it's the same type of wagon my dad was perched on in this picture at the Oswego, Kansas depot in the early 1940's. He was leaving for the Navy in WWII.

Petrified wood. They're really into it in that part of Arizona (The Petrified Forest). I tried to talk Craig into investing in a chunk of it, but he told me to go out and dig up my own. LOL

And look closely. Here's Saby, the family picture hog, leaving for dog obedience academy on the stagecoach. (Sorry, but we have absolutely no control over her whims!)

I Was Born by the River . . .

No, I wasn't born by the river in a tent. But I love the song and everything it represents now with the inauguration of Obama. I thought it would be great with some old Neosho River and Oswego, Kansas hometown pictures. The river was a big part of Oswego, Kansas lore.

Supposedly, the river helped protect Oswego from tornados because of the town's position on a bluff above the river. Supposedly, the town was named for a suicidal Indian with a Norwegian accent who yelled os' we go as he jumped from the high bluff into the river below (that tale came from my dad). Smirk smirk smirk. As a child, I believed the lore. We got our water from the river, ate catfish from the river, parked by the river, explored and hiked along the river -- you get the drift. And supposedly, Oswego was Catfish Capital of the World. Wish I had a $100 bill for every town with that designation.

Neosho River bridge.

Neosho River dam down below the town park.

Old town water plant.

The big building is the Oswego Hotel. I saw it listed for sale online recently. People keep trying to make it into something!

A town celebration back in the early 1900's.

The town bakery on Commercial. It was still there when I was a kid and they made the best creme horns and cookies. We used to hit the place after school. The downtown was fairly thriving up through the 1960's.

My grandmother in front of my grandfather's garage. He sold and repaired cars. He lost the business during the Depression.

Name That Photo!

I've always been drawn to old family photos, especially candid shots! A few friends and I would LOVE to start a line of cards with our combined family photos! So when I found a shoebox full, I couldn't resist!

For the love of God! Would you PLEASE take your stinky nylons off my head!

I'm not going out in this pussy little outfit and you can't MAKE me!

Really? You don't think it makes my hips look too big?

Go ahead! Put her down on the floor! Let's see if she barks!

Stick a bow in your hair and I PROMISE you -- no one's going to notice those braces!

The wiglet. Don't leave home without it!

Ready, Set, Go! Pet your present!

Well, this sucks! I wanted to sit on my dad's lap and drive the car. NOT mow the yard!

Widey Whities?!!!

YOU be the nurse. I get to be the cowboy!

P.S. You'll be glad to know I finally unearthed the Freckles picture! It was right on the wall in front of me in a frame! Here it is! (Freckles is the DOG!)