
A lovely cousin recently gave me a copy of this photo of my grandmother, Julia Vaccaro who was an Italian-Argentine of Buenos Aires — ringing in 1919 with family and friends! Like the United States and so many other places, Argentina is a country of immigrants.

It fascinates me to see such an old photo where everyone appears relaxed and candid. The man who’s wearing pajamas in the tree — did he just wake from a nap in what could be a hammock to his left? Is the woman below worried he’ll fall or does she think he’s crazy? At the bottom, the man toasting looks comfy in his socks. That young boy who seems to have skinned his face is my cousin’s dad. The large woman in the dark dress is my great grandmother. Whatever the woman told the flapper in the middle, it’s given her pause for thought…

Wishing each of you, dear readers, a New Year filled with joy, vibrancy, love, and good fortune!
With optimism and love,
da-Al
What a remarkably personable photo. Perhaps something about the Argentinian soul let people be more casual about posing for photographs than the rest of the world. I appreciated the like you gave my comment on “A Rambling Collective’s” post. You’re in SoCal? Difficult to tell with your vast background of connections! I enjoyed the black-eyed pea recipe, too.
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thank you! the rest of the old Argentinian photos I’ve collected are the staid sort. Indeed, I’m in SoCal, where you & I, Brad, are enjoying marvelous weather, no?
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Always. Still a marvel, 25 years after relocating from the Midwest, where temps are on the minus side.
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oh, no — hope it warms up for you soon. In the Argentine New Year’s photo, it was summer then
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I really want to know more about pajama tree guy. Fantastic photos.
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Wishing you the best in 2019 ♥️
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