Hi everyone. Happy Sunday. I'd also like to wish an especially wonderful day to all the Dad's out there.
Here's an oldie of my Dad, taken back in the early 1940's at some point. He served in the Second World War and went by ship to Tasmania, then up to Sri Lanka. From there he traveled into India, flew over the Himalayas and into China where he spent the rest of his wartime there,moving East, until the Japanese surrendered in August of 1945. Other than visiting Scandinavia (both of his parents came from Sweden) on his honeymoon with my Mom and taking some relatively local trips, he said he'd done enough traveling in the war that he didn't want to go anywhere else. I think that was typical of many soldiers and of those times, but he did often talk about how as a kid he always wanted to see what was over the next hill or down the road.
I'm not sure traveling in the army was what he had in mind when he was a kid and had those thoughts of seeing what was over the hill. Dad passed in 2004, and I hope to do something today to honor his spirit. Miss you dad.
My grandparents were farmers for much of my Dad's childhood, so here's a page I made to celebrate not only Dad's but my family history in farming.
Those folks are not any of my relatives (sadly I don't have any farm photos from my Dad's childhood), but there are people on my page so I am linking this page up to Matilde's People challenge at
Art Journal Journey.
I layered various bits of paper, added the fussy cut truck, a photo cutout of some paper with the old tractor, and finally a photo of the men, which is not a TH but which I collected from someplace, but I don't remember where. I finished by printing out the "on the farm" quote and also adding the tag at the top where I added the word "Life".
Have a great rest of your weekend and start to the new week.
20 comments:
You two share the same smile, Erika.
Great to have these memories of your father. Your comment about not wanting to travel again is interesting. When we visited Vietnam a few years ago we met several Americans who had been in combat there who felt compelled to return, and some had done so frequently. One fellow in particular seemed to have demons he was trying to banish. It was sad to see the legacy of mixed race children who were subjected to shunning at best and abuse at worst, since their mothers were viewed as traitors for having consorted with the enemy. One would think that by having American fathers they would be entitled to entry into the United States, but that was not the case. It certainly wouldn’t be possible now! All the best - David
Father’s Day in Australia is always on the first Sunday of September each year, too early in the year to go with dad to the beach, but warm enough to play tennis or football with him. I don't like commercialisation of Father's Day, but we always enjoyed taking dad to his favourite coffee shop for a leisurely Sunday brunch.
...Erika, you must have inherited your million dollar smile from your dad!
I can see where you get your smile from. Interesting story about your dad and travel. My dad felt the same way after serving in the Philippines with a side trip to Australia. A murky start today, but hopefully better weather this week.
Beautiful page and wonderful way to keep memories 😍
Happy Father's Day and a lovely tribute and page Erika.
You look like your Dad, and definitely have his lovely smile.
A great story about your Dad's travels during the war, it's just a shame it wouldn't have been a relaxing experience. Love your journal page celebrating your Dad's early history.
Avril xx
Happy Father's Day, Erika. I love your dad's photo!!!
A lovely tribute Erika and a beautiful page.
Happy Fathers Day to all who celebrate.
All the best Jan
My dad served in India. I don't hear much about others who did so that's interesting to me. I can see why he got a bit burned out on travel!
Your Dad, a handsome man for sure.
Sweet pic of your Dad and your page is great, too!
We do miss them, huh, Father´s Day was in May here.
Like you I have no pics from the past, sad... But... it was war and we are here, so, to life, hugs!
I see your dad in your face, Erika. And what a great way to remember his and your heritage. Did you know that farming was always the #1 American occupation up until the 1950's? Happy Fathers Day to your hubby and hope your week goes well, xoxo
Such a lovely tribute to your dad, Erika. Bravo on your Sunday post.
Have a good week
Much♡love
Lovely photo of your dad, Erika! And lovely farm-themed page too. I especially love the contrast between the bright red truck and the sepia tractor, but there are so many things here to notice, admire, and connect to one another. 🙂
Wonderful photo of your dad and it sounds like you were a close family with lots of rich history! I love the page with your people around the tractor and truck images! The farm life was really tough back then and people worked so hard for the life! Thanks for sharing and hope you had a great Father's Day weekend!
A beautiful memory of your father (a handsome man) and also of your grandparents! Plus the wonderful, beautiful journal page with the car from the past.
hugs Elke
You look very much like your dad. You certainly share his smile.
That is a great journal page to celebrate your heritage. I straight away thought the figures were TH ones - shows how wrong I can be. Like the old tractor picture you found - such a contrast with the bright red pick up. Another thing which struck me was the homely look of the rose paper down the right hand side. Took e way back to the pattern on some vinyl table cloth mum had somewhere.
Thanks for sharing your own history.
Hugs, Neert xx
Coming back to tell you and you look like your father, Erika.
Great page for Matilde's challenge at Art Journal Journey.
Hugs,
Mia
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