a scan a day

~ Wednesday, July 22 ~
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Russ, 70s, Tokyo
At our home in Den-en-chōfu, about to enjoy a delicious breakfast. My parents both worked full-time when we lived in Tokyo so we had a housekeeper (Kitsutani-san!) who took care of most of the cooking & cleaning. However, I did most of the shopping. Things that weren’t delivered by the grocer (like these cornflakes here, & other dry goods) — produce, meats, baked items — were picked up at different shops around the neighborhood.
Before we moved out into the suburbs, we were right in the heart of the city, in the Roppongi district, a few blocks away from the Hotel Okura (where we lived for the first two months we were in Japan while we waited for our shipment — i.e., furniture — to arrive). It was a fantastic location — in a tiny compound with four or five large — by Japanese standards — 2-story homes. We were only there for a year, though — the compound was bulldozed to make way for a shopping complex & we moved out of the city & into the ‘burbs.

Russ, 70s, Tokyo

At our home in Den-en-chōfu, about to enjoy a delicious breakfast. My parents both worked full-time when we lived in Tokyo so we had a housekeeper (Kitsutani-san!) who took care of most of the cooking & cleaning. However, I did most of the shopping. Things that weren’t delivered by the grocer (like these cornflakes here, & other dry goods) — produce, meats, baked items — were picked up at different shops around the neighborhood.

Before we moved out into the suburbs, we were right in the heart of the city, in the Roppongi district, a few blocks away from the Hotel Okura (where we lived for the first two months we were in Japan while we waited for our shipment — i.e., furniture — to arrive). It was a fantastic location — in a tiny compound with four or five large — by Japanese standards — 2-story homes. We were only there for a year, though — the compound was bulldozed to make way for a shopping complex & we moved out of the city & into the ‘burbs.

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~ Saturday, July 4 ~
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yes, you CAN have a pony, c. late 60s, early 70s
I loved my stuffed pony.
I’m having a hard time imagining my mom picking out that lamp. I might be misremembering this, but I’m pretty sure a mock-up of the Declaration of Independence was printed just below the eagle there. (If it wasn’t, it should have been.)
Happy 4th!

yes, you CAN have a pony, c. late 60s, early 70s

I loved my stuffed pony.

I’m having a hard time imagining my mom picking out that lamp. I might be misremembering this, but I’m pretty sure a mock-up of the Declaration of Independence was printed just below the eagle there. (If it wasn’t, it should have been.)

Happy 4th!

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~ Sunday, June 21 ~
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Happy Father’s Day!
Dad, Maui, 70s. We had some pretty great vacations when we were growing up, thanks to this guy.

Happy Father’s Day!

Dad, Maui, 70s. We had some pretty great vacations when we were growing up, thanks to this guy.

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~ Thursday, April 30 ~
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letter from her brother dictated by his sister
He just wanted his pen back.

letter from her brother dictated by his sister

He just wanted his pen back.

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~ Saturday, April 25 ~
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on the train
I always liked this picture. Classmate Dawn, on the train to Nagasaki. School trip, late 70s.
A scan a day!

on the train

I always liked this picture. Classmate Dawn, on the train to Nagasaki. School trip, late 70s.

A scan a day!

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In high school, I thought it would be a good idea to cut up my favorite photos & make a collage page in the photo album. Here are a couple that make me laugh: little brother posing in the kitchen — note the masculine bicep curl to offset the fact that he’s wearing Mom’s wig — & Simba the Cat relaxing on my bedroom floor. Simba crapped on Dad’s pillow once.This was in Westport, CT, around 1972-73.

In high school, I thought it would be a good idea to cut up my favorite photos & make a collage page in the photo album. Here are a couple that make me laugh: little brother posing in the kitchen — note the masculine bicep curl to offset the fact that he’s wearing Mom’s wig — & Simba the Cat relaxing on my bedroom floor. Simba crapped on Dad’s pillow once.

This was in Westport, CT, around 1972-73.

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