This week’s Sepia Saturday prompt features a cat crossing between a couple embracing. Ah – sweet love. And nowhere is the romance of lovers and those wanting to be in love more alive than in the poems and songs recorded in a college girl’s scrapbook.
My great-aunt Velma Davis Woodring kept a scrapbook during her freshman year of college. Here and there in white ink on black paper are school songs, love songs, and poems. Some are humorous. Some are sweet. Some are possibly original, but others are words from popular songs of the day. They form the perfect backdrop for some of my photos that speak for themselves.
June Nite
Just give me a June nite
The moonlight and you
In my arms with all your charms
‘Neath stars above and we’ll find love
I hold you enfold you
Then dreams will come true.
So give me a June Nite
The Moonlight and you.
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| Violetta Davis and Dick Ryan |
Farewell Vain World
My sweetie is a college queen
With too much knowledge in her bean;A kiss, she argues, carries germs.
Thus my contention she confirms.
For if there’s microbes in a kiss
Then ignorance indeed is bliss.
For when I hold her hand in mine
She quite forgets her learned mind
And when the proper time occurs
She gets mi-crobes and I get hers.
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| My in-laws Ervin and Helen. Watch it, you 2, or you'll end up with 8 kids! |
Definition of a Kiss
A kiss is a pronoun because it stands for something.
It is masculine and feminine gender, therefore it is common.
It is a conjunction because it connects.
It is a verb because it signifies an act.
It is usually in apposition with a hug; at least one is sure to follow.
A kiss may be conjugated but never declined. 
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| My mother with some guy who is not my dad! |
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| My mother with 2 guys who are also not my dad |
More hugs and kisses and kitty cats are waiting for you at Sepia Saturday .
©2014, Wendy
Mathias. All rights reserved.
Hugs and kisses are always in vogue! :)
ReplyDeleteGood point!
DeleteYou mum looks as if she had great fun!! Love the poems.
ReplyDeleteI think she did!
DeleteVery fun pictures! I love the ones of your mom. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks. I like them too. It's fun seeing your parents before they were parents.
DeleteLovely pictures and verses - what tactile ladies they are.
ReplyDeleteThank-you.
DeleteLove that kiss definition :)
ReplyDeleteI also love the 8 kid comment.
TGIF!
And they did too!
DeletePoems and photos, what a good combination.
ReplyDeleteI surprised myself! When I started looking for embraces, I found I have quite a few.
Deletei love the pictures and the poems that go with them:)
ReplyDeleteNutschell
www.thewritingnut.com
I love the poems as a window on the times.
DeleteOMG what if you didn't have a white pen??
ReplyDeleteThose are great photos. Who was in the last one? Was that your Mom and Dad? Or another "not your dad"?
Nancy
HA -- at first I thought they were my grandparents, but on a closer look I am not so sure. It looks like my granddaddy but it doesn't look like my grandma.
DeleteThat scrapbook is a treasure.
ReplyDeleteIt is -- I look at it every day and study the people. I especially enjoy looking at pictures of my college back when it was just a few years old.
DeleteWhat a super post that perfectly captures the Sepia theme! And such fine penmanship to write in white ink without mistake!
ReplyDeleteIt's that teacher gene.
DeleteThe verse about the college sweeties is especially amusing.
ReplyDeleteI agree. That one is my favorite.
DeleteAs always, you had me cracking up, Wendy. Kisses being germy ... but that fact never seemed to stop me, lol. Who was with your Mom with? Your inlaws look like they are having a great time together; they probably didn't worry to much about germs in kisses either; wow, 8 kids! Can't wait to see more of Aunt Velma's scrapbook.
ReplyDeleteHope you are enjoying your weekend,
Kathy M.
Yeah, that's the thing with grass widows -- they don't worry about germs. (tee hee) I don't know the guys with my mom, but she obviously held on to those photos! Aren't her shoes great?
DeleteWow white ink, who knew. Looks like if you stood still in your family you got a hug:-) What fun.
ReplyDeleteI remember having a white pen once, but they're not easy to find. Maybe they were plentiful in the 1920s when photo albums were always black.
DeleteWhat a treasure! Those poems are not bad at all and the photos are delightful.
ReplyDeleteLee
Wrote By Rote
When my great-aunt died, I agreed to take the scrapbooks -- SOMEBODY had to. I haven't looked at them in years, but suddenly they are the most fascinating things I own. To me, that is.
DeleteGreetings!
ReplyDeleteI'm trying to visit all the participants of the 2012 A to Z Challenge and I have arrived at your lovely blog. Good luck with the rest of the year!
Donna L Martin
www.donasdays.blogspot.com
Wow -- you're GOOD. I was late signing up so you must be almost done visiting everyone. Good for you!
DeleteWhat a treasure you have with your great-aunt's scrapbook and these fun photos. It looks like love was definitely in the air! Especially enjoyed your comment with the picture of your in-laws. Eight children - wow!
ReplyDeleteI got #5.
DeleteYour mom was a popular girl...
ReplyDelete(ahem...)
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HUGZ
Yes, I think she was! Maybe that's why my dad always considered himself a lucky guy.
DeleteWell, she chose him!! Must be something about him that made him special in her eyes.
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HUGZ
Photos showing such joy. The one of your mom with the unknown fella is wonderful. Just a little bit of tilted history.
ReplyDeleteThere were a lot of flirty guys on the Davis side! Grandma said granddaddy always liked the girls! Although he didn't stray. I guess he knew she was a Rucker haha! I love those pictures of Momma.
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