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Friday, February 11, 2011

Curtisville PA Sepia Saturday 61 (Click here to the Sepia site)

I browsed my  collection and could not find a single photo of a silo to match Alan's this week.  Today we see silos all over on farms in this area, but in the older photos from Jerry's family no one thought to capture a silo. 

However while looking, I found these two photos from 1910 and 1920 in Curtisville, PA as featured in the Valley News Dispatch in 1990's  which my Uncle Carl had kept.  Carl was born in Curtisville, one of the many  coal mining towns where the family lived; today all those towns are the area that is known as West Deer.

I hope this horse was  the trotting  type else the milk might have been warm on delivery routes.


On the same page was this photo of mail delivery, the Railroad sign, "Stop, Look and Listen" reflects the care given to crossing near the railroad lines.  And that looks like a big load of mail being delivered or sent out by the men.   

I have shared this photo before in writing about Uncle Carl, but here is a photo outside his  school in about 1929-30.  He will be 93 on March 18 and will be honored with a birthday  party in the assisted living center.

As always click on the title to this post to get to the Sepia Saturday site from where you can link to see what others are sharing this week and check out Alan's featured silo.

17 comments:

  1. Most precious! I can't get enough of these timely pieces of history.

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  2. I really love the photo of Uncle Carl. I remember our small town being the hub to send out your mail. It went out by train on a hook, and came back by being thrown out onto the ground in a canvas bag while the train was going by very quickly.

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  3. It's great to see your Uncle Carl as a young man. I wish him a very happy birthday - and thanks for sharing these photos and history with us.

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  4. Love the photo of Uncle Carl with the flag. Classic!

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  5. It is not the destination, it is the journey that is so interesting. Thus, it matters not that you found no silos (I didn't even try) it was where you took us and what we found on the way. And that last photograph is particularly engaging.

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  6. My eldest brother Arthur once filled up the milk churns of the local farmer with stones. This was before I was born so it must have been in the late 1920s/early 1930s.I remember the farmer's name was Arthur Capendale but not whether he delivered by horse and cart.

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  7. Everything seems To Be At A Gentler Pace Then.
    Even the fact that those near the Railway line had the time to see and read the sign wouldn't be as possible in today's rush.

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  8. On the milk, who had refrigeration to keep it cold in 1910? Big families probably used a lot of milk, made their own butter and there was always sour dough bread to bake etc. Tom

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  9. Oh what a darling your uncle Carl was! I really am fascinated about the train...I wish we had more around for daily routes!

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  10. I only know the photo of Carl is at school but I wonder why he had the flag because it looks like snow on the ground. Maybe they were celebrating George Washington's birtday! Odd to see a flag in winter. And Carl went on to retain patriotism, serving in the ARmy in WWII as I've shared here.

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  11. No silos in my picture collection either. Wonderful photo of your Uncle Carl. I love your blue bottle garden!

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  12. I like all the photos of times gone by. Milk was brought to the homes; the train was the main transport for people, goods and mail. The sepia shot of Carl is so nice. Your cache is very beautiful and interesting.

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  13. My father grew up on a farm and my half-aunt related that they drove it to the milk factory on a horse-drawn wagon - in the winter. In the summer, they used a truck. I think it was mid-late-1920s then.

    I notice in the photo of your cute Uncle Carl that he's wearing short pants! In winter! Happy Birthday to him.

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  14. Love the mail train. I think these have completely stopped service several years ago in the UK now.

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  15. Even I remember the ice man with a horse drawn wagon, chipping a 25 lb block of Ice from a bigger block and packing it in a big leather bag to the back of the house for our ice box. While he was doing that we kids would scavenge ice chips from the back of the wagon, which we considered quite a treat. I vividly recall the day our first refrigerator arrived and the excitement that created. The ice house was diagonally across the corner just one block from the house we rented. 139 West 12th street, isn't it funny that I can remember that one address among the many that I've lived at over the years. We moved from there into the first home my folks bought in 1942.
    Tom W

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  16. Hi Pat, I love your choice of cards. Your uncle was sure a cutie when he was little; he looks like a happy sort. Thanks so much for stopping by to say hello.

    Take care, and have a great week!

    Kathy

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  17. anticipated wishes to Carl for his birthday!! 93!! wow!!
    i looked at that train pic, and wondered what all of this mail was about, things that were said, promises, break-ups, contracts and such...
    in this modern day, i miss getting letters. everything has gone digital. some of it is good, but there such things that i wish were as they used to be...
    HUGZ

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