More memories ... from my mom's photo collection. It's family day today!
Acadia National Park on the coast of Maine. I have many wonderful memories of the coast of Maine, including Acadia National Park; we visited there nearly every summer while we were at our camp near Lincoln, Maine. This photo is dated (by the lab) December 1959. Left-to-right that's my brother Scott, my dad, and me, looking in the tide pools (where there are all sorts of fascinating things). My dad had a lifelong fascination with tide pools; when he spotted a rocky shoreline, that's where he wanted to go. On a conversation during one of our many trips, he told me about the many happy days he spent along the rocky coast near Naples, Italy during the war. Whenever he had a short time off, he'd hitch a ride to some point near the coast, and spend some hours hiking around the tide pools there.
International 240H tractor, which he bought new in 1959. In this photo it's just a couple years old, and still looking quite nice. It got much more beat up over the next decades; my dad kept it until the early '00s. The building behind us is Julius Mate's little house. The camera is looking to the southeast. At the time this photo was taken, south of his house was our greenhouse, where Julius helped my dad propagate cuttings and seedling plants, mostly American holly trees. I have many memories of working in that greenhouse, of repairing the glass in it, and of tearing it down in the late '60s. My dad grew cuttings to duplicate a horticultural variety that he liked, and grew seedlings (which all have some genetic variation) in the hopes of discovering new varieties that would be horticulturally valuable. Once he even sent off some holly berries to Rutgers University, where they were irradiated in the hopes of creating a beneficial mutation. He gave that up when several hundred irradiated seeds proved mostly non-viable, with the few survivors being most unattractive.