re: Pictures from days gone by....

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Probably fueled a few adolescent fantasies in 1948

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Dancin' Fool

Thirty plus years ago I drove a '79 Cutlass Supreme Brougham with pillow top split bench seat to Missoula MT from southern WI over a couple days. And back.

I can't think of anything I have driven, or been in, since that would have been more comfortable for a long, fairly high speed, run like that. Was never sore at all.

* I had swapped a 310HP Olds 350 in to it while leaving the 2.29 rear gears. Cruised at 90-100mph effortlessly for much of the trip and was the proverbial couch on wheels down the interstate. Averaged around 20mpg.

The moonshine is kicking in!

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Can anybody cleanly magnify that calender on the wall??? I'd like to know... From the old shoes and wallpaper I am guessing the '30's.

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not sure but I used to get those eyes down, don't make eye contact, pray he doesn't ask me looks up until the 80s

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You may be on to something there. I can't get a clear enlargement of the photo, and even if it was clear overall, the calendar is still out of focus. Judging by the length of the name of the month, I'm guessing June, then trying to work out which days' numbers are darker than the others I'd say that the 1st fell on Tuesday and the 30th on Wednesday. That'd match up with 1937. Hair styles, clothing, and decor seem to fit that time frame as well.

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Good Work Sir... IT was June... June 1940...That's one of the things I enjoy most about WWII collecting. Sometimes using deduction to figure things out.

I was able to use google image search and it turns out that I found the actual photo and photographers notes... They called it Buckdancing or Flatfootin"

Russell Lee photograph

Pie Town, New Mexico

Buck Dancers

Russell Lee wrote:

One of the most interesting events that I photographed was an evening of square dancing at Bill Stagg’s. In one corner the orchestra, consisting of a fiddle and two guitars, was tuning up. Square dances, Paul Jones, broom dances, round dances, individual exhibitions by the women and the men followed in rapid succession. The children slept in the other wing of the house.

At midnight there was an intermission for food, cakes, cookies, pies, coffee. Somebody produced two cases of beer–it was rapidly consumed. The party went back to the dance. Bill Staggs forgot his game leg, Adams forgot that he hadn’t danced for three years, Les Thomas let himself go. The orchestra played with more pep and zip. The jigging started–it became an informal contest. They were still whooping it up at 4 a.m. when I had to back to town to change film.

[Lee, “Life on the American Frontier,” 107 – Pie Town Woman by Joan Meyers]

Excellent sleuth work on your part! At least I got the month correct.

That write up pretty much confirms they were passin' a real good time, too. I think this is my favorite part though:

"Bill Staggs forgot his game leg, Adams forgot that he hadn’t danced for three years, Les Thomas let himself go."

That had to be one hell of a fais do do.