It being Father’s Day today, I posted a photo on Facebook that I had found in some slides my Dad shot during the years 1949 to 1953. Dad was an amateur photographer his entire adult life (it’s genetic, you see), and those slides are just a tiny subset of all the photographs, negatives and slides he left behind, but I find them an interesting glimpse of life in Montana in the decade before I was born. So I thought I’d share a few more of them here, for others in the family who might also find them interesting.
Here’s the family photo I shared on Facebook:
Back row: Don, Ruth (Don’s wife), Richard (my Dad), Lorna, Irv.
Front row: Vernon, Arley, Mary, Lowell.
As a couple of my cousins mentioned, there aren’t many photos of the entire family together. In addition to the one above (taken June 1950), I also found this shot which seems to include everyone but Don (as well as a little boy whom I don’t recognize):
That looks to me like it’s at Fort Peck Resevoir, perhaps Hell Creek. And here’s another shot (of people I don’t recognize) that appears to be from the same day:
Here’s a photo of my grandmother Mary Mahugh flanked by her brothers Harry on the left and Bill on the right:
This one is Dad’s younger brother Vernon:
And here are two photos of Dad’s brother Irv, who became an engineer like so many men of that family (including Dad):
Here’s a photo of my great-grandmother Waters, likely with two of her sons although I’m not sure. I don’t recognize the guy in uniform, and the guy on the right looks very familiar but I don’t remember his name:
I have no idea who these guys are, but they’re quite dapper:
I only recognize one woman in this photo, my grandmother Mary Mahugh in the striped dress (right of center):
This guy has memorable look, but I don’t remember him:
Here’s my grandfather Arley Mahugh (left) on a hunting trip, and I think that’s Glenn Mahugh on the right:
I don’t recognize anyone in this photo, but it’s a classic Montana picnic:
I remember picnics like that on trips to Montana as a kid. And I love the utter lack of view or scenery; not all of Montana is postcard-perfect mountain views, especially up in the weatherbeaten northeastern corner of the state that my family comes from.
Here’s a photo of engineering students doing their homework, perhaps when Dad was at Montana State University:
This photo is apparently a late-spring snowfall in Fort Peck:
I’m pretty sure that the weather in that area is the most wideanging of anywhere in the United States. For example, in Glasgow (where my Dad was born) the record high is 113F and the record low is –59F. Add to that the huge hail, lightning, tornados, rattlesnakes, cactus, and a few other things, and it’s no wonder that people from northeastern Montana tend to be pretty tough and durable. Grandpa was a great example of that.
To wrap up, here are two photos Dad took along with similar photos I took myself 60 years later …
Here’s a photo that Dad took of the power station at Fort Peck Dam:
And here’s a photo I took at the same spot in 2010:
Here’s a photo Dad took of a grizzly bear in Yellowstone National Park, in 1953 I believe:
And here’s a photo I took of a grizzly with cubs in Yellowstone in 2010: