Time moves on and I become part of my own Sepia Saturday quest.
I would like to say I remember the moment the shutter froze forever this slice of time.
But I don't.
That is undoubtedly my mother, I will remember that smile as long as I live.
And that is my brother : active, eager, inquisitive.
And, in the pram, that must be me.
The same me, that sixty years later looks back and thinks he sees a stranger,
But really finds himself.
But you look SO like yourself!.. and Xander... sort-of.
ReplyDeleteYou've hardy changed a bit, Alan. Is that a trick of the light, or do I see the moustache in early stages of development?
ReplyDeleteYour brother looks a right bundle of mischief!
I half-expected a bottle of beer in that pram (I love that word... pram).
ReplyDeleteWord Verification Dictionary:
jocriddl - a situational enigma that is humorous
... And you are peering out from the photo toward your future self.
ReplyDeleteYou boys are so darn cute! I but she had to keep you both separated because of inspired trouble, or the other kind. -J
You know, there's an amazing amount of resemblance between your infant and current selves! I would have recognized that young'un as you even without you pointing it out. All that's missing in that shot is the mustache.
ReplyDelete...and that little basket in the rear of the pram holds a supply of cigars, I assume!
ReplyDeleteIt's amazing to me how some babies look so much like their adult selves! What a sweet, round little baby you looked to be. And the pram! They were so different from one country to the other during the same time period!
ReplyDeleteIf I remember mine correctly, it contained a crayon and a "little black book" to take down pretty girls' phone numbers!
ReplyDeletewell, for once, YOU weren't the one holding the camera...
ReplyDelete;)~
HUGZ
It is a wonderful shot of the three of you. I find baby shots of myself a lot disturbing as if my private self was recorded but my self wasn't conscience. I think I have mentioned before that my bald head and face were always out of focus. Your photo is in great form.
ReplyDeleteYou were certainly well-fed, Alan! ;o)
ReplyDeleteWhat interesting expressions everyone has - I think you were all squinting into the sun! I love thye way certain old photos fade out at the edges, as though one was peering back through a spacetime keyhole into the literally misty past.
ReplyDeleteSo cute, there you are asking for your first beer.
ReplyDeleteAww...I recognized you immediately! Isn't it interesting how we always look like our baby pictures in some ways. Your brother looks like a bundle of mischief for sure! Adorable.
ReplyDeleteMaybe somewhere in the middle you looked different but it seems you're going full circle, Alan, getting younger everyday.
ReplyDeleteI like that expression, 'finding myself.' I will never look at another photo of myself again without thinking of that. It is such fun to gets the old albums out and look for a SS story. I love this project, as I have said before. Love the comment about your mom's smile.
ReplyDeleteQMM
You don't look so different actually, perhaps a little taller? Haha. Very cute.
ReplyDeleteI saw the resemblance immediately. Just missing the 'stach. No wonder you ended up being a being a bus conductor. It was all right there as a babe! You're about to utter your first words..."ticket please."
ReplyDeleteMarvelous photo! What treasure!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing this piece of yourself.
A happy-looking threesome! Weird to find oneself qualifying for sepia but there it is.
ReplyDeleteSuch a fantastic photo, it has captured both an ordinary but also wonderful moment; and I love your words.
ReplyDeleteSuch a fantastic photo, it has captured both an ordinary but also wonderful moment; and I love your words.
ReplyDeletePut a mustache on that baby and that's Alan today. What happy moment. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThis is a wonderful photo, Alan. Each face is an open book. What a treasure. You know, you haven't changed a bit, except for maybe the glasses and the beer!
ReplyDeleteEach face is telling a different story. You were so cute and I agree, I'd know you anywhere. You've hardly changed at all.
ReplyDeletewhat a great photo.
ReplyDeleteI posted myself yesterday as well.
your brother looks very pleased with himself
:-)
I agree with others who've pointed out that (at least based on photos) you quite resemble yourself!
ReplyDeleteThere is always something enchanting about a blast from the past where we encounter our younger selves...
ReplyDeletelovely photo, and beautiful words to accompany it. i missed posting for sepia sat this week, but will be back next week.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely pricelss, but you have to be pulling our legs, surely you knew your own baby photo? Great words as always. I love that pram, wonder what became of it? And if it's true that with aging, some begin to become more childlike, maybe you will become your babyself again!
ReplyDeleteTaken In Halifax? Albert Promenade? Shibden?
ReplyDeleteYou Were Not A Shy Yoof!
What a fabulous picture! I can still see a bit of that wee boy in your face even now.
ReplyDeleteYour mother was (as they used to say) "handsome woman".
Kat