Sunday, July 27, 2014
Beauty
Back in the old days, that's how chidden rode in cars. Notice the lass' position relative to the front seat, the driver's cavalier attitude to the safety of his passenger.
I know i'd be much more careful with her; after all, that's my sweet girl, Diedre at the very beginning of the seventies.
Amazing little historical document. Not only for the change in safety standards, but for the beauty of the girl and those big old cars...
Things were pretty today, as well. Glad for the monsoons this year, we are.
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