a snapshot of Brouhaha history

Cleaning can be fun! I came across these old photos in the storage locker… maybe fun only for me, really, now that I think of it. However, I do love the old European photographs.

(I don’t really have any progress on Icarus to show you, which is why you get to see old family pics instead. Managed a big four rows on the second chart last evening… after more tinking. This seems to be my “How to Knit Backwards” project. I suspect I’m getting a bit bored with it, which is usually when I start to make stupid mistakes. Oh well. Hopefully I’ll manage to make some project over the weekend…).

This is an old photo of my father’s family. Very old. My father is the little boy sitting on the guy’s knee on the right, as befitted his vaunted status of Only Son In The Greek Family:

And here is the engagement photo of his parents. It is one of my favourite photos, and I have a copy hanging in my office. I’m named after one of them.

Now, have you ever noticed in old photos that the people never, ever smile? They always seem to look as though they’ve just come from a funeral. I mean, they were getting engaged!!! Was it such a bad idea?

Maybe it’s just a 20th vs 21st century thing. I mean, the only time I’ve looked like this in a photo was when I had last to get my picture taken for my passport:

Enough said.

Then again, maybe the grandparents were just posing for some joint passport photo or other! And yes, such a thing does exist, although in early Canada days apparently the guy got to stand alone. Check this out:

A separate space for “wife” (and by association, kids)? How interesting. We’ve certainly come a long way although you’ve got to love the hat my great grandmother is wearing, don’t you? (The little girl is my mother’s mother. She is still living and is in her 90s.)

Then again, this photo was taken a very long time ago. Here’s the proof:

God Save the Queen! And this is the piece of paper which made my great grandfather a British subject:

(or was it a Canadian citizen?!? I’m so confused…)

And now for another deadpan “happy occasion” photo…

This is a wedding photo taken at my mother’s parents’ wedding. The guy standing behind the bride is my grandfather, in case you were wondering.

This is him having a good time with the boys well before the wedding (he’s the guy with the goofy straw hat):

Finally some people are smiling!!! And here is a photo of the one of the restaurants he owned in Kingston, where I grew up. This one was called the Superior.

I kind of miss those grandiose old names that they used to give restaurants. “Denny’s”, “Kelsey’s” “The Keg” just don’t cut it, somehow. If I’m ever fool enough to actually own my own restaurant, I’m going to name it the Fabulous. You heard it here first…

And finally some cute kiddie photos (I know you’ve all been waiting for those!). First, here is proof that the Brouhaha predilection for goofy hats has been passed down through the centuries:

My father and his sister. And until I saw this photo, I never knew they had Shriners in Greece!

(This is one of the first photos that came up when I googled “Shriner photos”. Seriously. I don’t get it… can anyone explain this to me?)

And here is a collage of photos of my mother that I made some time back.

I bet you didn’t realise that I was related to Shirley Temple! This is where I get all my yarn money from – royalties.

And finally, yours truly, back in the day before I developed an arbitrary hatred of pigeons…

Well, time to get off to work now. It’s meant to be 23C today and I would like nothing better than to stay home and knit on the balcony hit a patio sit at my desk and slog through a memo, really.

Happy weekend!


13 thoughts on “a snapshot of Brouhaha history

  1. Sequana says:

    You look so much like your handsome dad.
    I love old pictures, but I’d never really thot about the serious looks in them. I need to go back and check out some of my family’s. Maybe their teeth were not so good then?

  2. clarabelle says:

    I love all the photos. Seriously, sometimes I think, who needs knitting, eh? (actually I don’t really think that at all, what on earth am I saying?).

    Re: serious expressions – I think Victorian values deemed that smiling in photos was regarded as a sign of frivolity; also in early photography, when the exposures took so long, if you smiled then it became rather strained… like a grimace. One learns something new each day, ya?

  3. Amy says:

    Maybe those photos were taken before someone came up with the “say cheese” idea. I don’t know when that was put into practice, maybe I’ll Google it and let you know what I find out.

    We won’t see 23C today here. Chilly and windy today with more thunderstorms tonight.

    Did you get your wish and get to sit at your desk and slog through memos?

  4. elizabeth m says:

    In very early photos, the technology kind of dictated the somber faces. Exposure times were quite long and people had to sit very still for as long a full minute or two. Or more! So, it was easier to get a clear photo of someone who wasn’t trying to smile. I think, too, there was just an attitude that being photographed was a special, formal event and, god forbid any such event be construed as joyous.

    Enjoy your gorgeous day today. Maybe you can sneak out early or take a long lunch?

  5. Kristina says:

    Just taking a break from all that heavy mental lifting aka memos… sigh.

    Amy: now I want to google “say cheese”. Just googled “hell in a handbasket” actually. Quite informative. 🙂

    Elizabeth… always good to read what you have to say, even if it’s a duplication. And the Tenant Advocates are sneaking out around 3:30 to hit a local patio… we’ve come up with a cover story. We created a group called HALO (you know how the lefties like their acronyms) – Housing Action Law Ontario. HALO prefer Friday afternoon meetings because they are too busy to meet any other time during the week… LOL

    Happy weekend!

  6. Robin says:

    Cool pictures! Thanks for sharing. I thought I was the only one who’s related to Shirley Temple. I think they dressed all little girls up like that in those days.

  7. brouhahahaha says:

    Robin – yeah, pretty wild, eh? I don’t know if I would have liked it myself or not, being all dolled up like that. Always wanted blonde hair like my mother, though (and she’s greek – go figure!)

    Holly: Shriners today… next week, the Lodge of the Great Water Buffalo. 🙂 Stay tuned…

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