Past Paper: All New in 1958!

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This post first ran on May 30, 2012, but we’re revisiting it because today’s our birthday.

The piece of ephemera that inspired this post falls just outside the Cladrite Era, but we were so tickled by it, we just had to share.

A couple of years back, our aunt presented us with a stack of photographs, letters and other documents that had belonged to her parents (our grandparents), and below is the announcement our parents sent out on the occasion of our birth (to give it proper context, we should explain that our father, who’s still going strong at 85, was, for more than thirty years, a Volvo dealer).

This pleases us to no end, we have to say. It’s so clever, and we love imagining our folks, who were 29 and 25 at the time, working on this together.

As always here at Cladrite Radio, you can view a larger version of each of the above images by clicking on it.

Past Paper: All New for 1958!

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The piece of ephemera that inspired this post falls just outside the Cladrite Era, but we were so tickled by it, we just had to share.

Our aunt recently presented us with a stack of photographs, letters and other documents that had belonged to her parents (our grandparents), and below is the announcement our parents sent out on the occasion of our birth (to give it proper context, we should explain that our father, who’s still going strong at 83, was, for more than thirty years, a Volvo dealer).

This pleases us to no end, we have to say. It’s so clever, and we love imagining our folks, who were 29 and 25 at the time, working on this together.

As always here at Cladrite Radio, you can view a larger version of each of the above images by clicking on it.

Wish you were here

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Hi-res view

Our mom, Karen Oakes Leveridge, would have been 79 years old today, if it were not for Alzheimer’s disease, that rat bastard. She beat cancer twice, but there’s no winning with Alzheimer’s.

We miss her dearly—even desperately, sometimes. She was a remarkable woman, and everything we are that’s worthwhile, we owe to her and my wonderful father.

This picture of them was taken around 1960 — no later, certainly, than 1964.

What a couple they were, and how grateful we are that Dad’s still going strong.