My dad often told people, “You owe it to your children to marry a beautiful wife.”
He was a man who always practiced what he preached.
Some of you may remember the post I made last Mother’s Day. I wanted to make a part 2 of that post for this year’s celebration of Mom, but there were just too many wonderful photos. As I looked for a common theme, I discovered something about my parents I never knew: my dad loved to take photos of my mom in cool places in front of cool cars.
The Fiat. My parents drove this before they were married. My mom said she didn’t like this car because it rattled too much and she had to hold the door closed as they drove.
After they were married they drove this Karmann Ghia. Mom loved this car.
This was a borrowed convertible that they took on a little joy ride to the other side of Utah Lake. This is where Saratoga Springs is now.
I love this photo so much I made it my screen saver on my laptop:
Their first of many Ford pick-ups, at Mammoth Hot Springs
The karmann ghia again at an old mission in San Luis Obisbo, CA
This is my dad’s very first fireworks stand/filling station in Jackson Hole. He and my mom ran everything since nothing was self-serve back then. This is her pumping gas for a customer.
Then kids started coming along. Here is the first of seven.
Karmann ghia
As the family got bigger the cars did, too.
Lovely station wagon in the ghost town of South Pass City, Wyoming (I think).
By the time I came along (#6), we drove a massive blue van with no seat belts. I cannot find any photos of my mom posing in front of that, but I’m sure she still would have made it look great.
But then, my mom could make anything look good. 😉
