snow – "Your Dying Charlotte"

Winters Past…In Color

It seems like a good time to remember once again the winters of Yore…*

Michigan Avenue, Chicago, Illinois, 1956.

*Sleighing on Beacon Street, February 1901. Courtesy Boston Public Library.*

*A snowball fight in front of New York Public Library, New York City, 1939.*

*Winter Street in Boston, Massachusetts, circa 1860.*

*A German car advertising image (but very real snow), late 1950s.*

*The white streets of Portland, Maine, mid-1960s.*

*Maybe not such a good time to go caravaning, 1960s.*

*The Common, Boston, Massachusettes, circa 1875. Courtesy Wikimedia Commons.*

The frozen Thames River at London Bridge, London, England, December 1895.

*Skating on a frozen pond, 1891. Courtesy British Library.*

*A snowstorm in Boston, Massachusetts, c. 1930. Courtesy of the Boston Public Library/Leslie Jones Collection.*

*Daguerreotype of a village in winter, France, Circa 1850.*

*Skating on a frozen canal, Amsterdam, Holland, 1997.*

*All black and white images were colorized.

Dashing Through the Snow

Even the fake kind, or the missing altogether….

4996265795_7a229ec0ee_b — Tintype, circa 1870.

Oh my. After this debacle, let’s hope there was snow outside to sled on.

32004415372_9dca2821fe_z — Austrian unused real photo postcard, circa 1905, stamped “Fotographie L. Strempel, Klosternburg, Stadplaz.”

Okay. Well, at least there is fake snow. And a fake dog.

s-l1600-8 — Phyllis and Barbara Nute on Christmas Day, Winthrop, Maine, circa 1927. Paper print.

This is more like it: Real snow outside and the girls are rocking those gifts from Santa.

32116027346_d54aac2016_z — Edward Miller on his sled, paper print, circa 1915.

A happy boy on his sled the back garden of what seems to be a row house. A woman stands at the end of the wooden-plank walkway, probably his mother. I hope Edward’s father took him to a local park where there were many high hills to fly down.

Unmarked albumen print on cardboard, circa 1915.

A wistful girl sleds on a snowy day near the family farm. Everything about this image charms me—from the baggy pants, the bottle curls, and mad hat to the upturned, pointed noise of the sled and the low mountain beyond. I wish I knew more about her, but sadly there is no photographer’s impression or inscription. Ω

All images: Ann Longmore-Etheridge Collection.

Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow!

31433991460_3d647fc9f6_b — Snow banks on U.S. Route 40 at Keysers Ridge, Garrett County, Maryland, circa 1925. Real photo postcard.

“Oh the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we’ve no place to go
Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!”

s-l1600-4 — Electric trollies navigate the snow-jammed streets of a U.S. city, probably Seattle, Washington, during the enormous snows of 1916. Real photo postcard.

“It doesn’t show signs of stopping
And I’ve bought some corn for popping
The lights are turned way down low
Let it snow! Let It snow! Let it snow!”

19610851234_df01bbae89_k — My paternal grandfather James Albert Longmore shovels out after a winter storm in Camden, New Jersey, during the late 1930s.

“When we finally kiss good night
How I’ll hate going out in the storm!
But if you’ll really hold me tight
All the way home I’ll be warm…”

2016-09-28-0002 — My mother Sally Garnand Longmore outside our home in Linette Lane, Annandale, Virginia, circa 1980.

“The fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we’re still goodbying
But as long as you love me so
Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!” Ω

s-l1600-1 — Snow-covered trees somewhere in the Western United States. Postcard by William P. Sanborn, circa 1940.

Words: Sammy Cahn; Images: Ann Longmore-Etheridge Collection.

We Were Happy Here

31434692380_a51e61e101_b — Unknown American hamlet, Real Photo Postcard, circa 1910. Written on the reverse is “To keep.”

“We were happy here
Even in the cold spells
Even with the roads
Like a frozen river
We would keep each other warm
And we were happy here
With the soup on the fire
And the wind in the chimney
And the floors too cold for bare feet…”

30376575364_820d17c118_b — Unknown town, real photo postcard, circa 1905.

“And we were happy here
When the Spring broke the ice
And there were limbs to be cleared
And the melting snow
Let the pines spring back up
Toward the sky…”

18183244516_12e07a093d_b — Unknown Maryland town, real photo postcard, circa 1905.

“But we were happy here
With our simple life
It was our whole life
And we were happy here
Before the news came
That the world was small
And the roar was loud
And not quite so distant after all…”

17984404671_4b87017417_h — Middletown, Maryland, postcard, circa 1940.

“But we were happy here
When the cries of our babies
Were the only cries
And our bad moods
The only bad moods
Which we coaxed and stroked
Just like our own private fires.”

31691650731_d3b9376dcf_b — My mother, Sally Garnand (right), on the farm of her Aunt Edna Newton, King George County, Virginia, circa 1936.

“But we were happy here
Before….” Ω

Words: “Private Fires” by Andreas Vollenweider. Images: Ann Longmore-Etheridge Collection.

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