Mirrored image of the Centennial Bridge

Mirrored image of the Centennial Bridge
One frosty and very still morning in November, 2010, Centennial Bridge, Miramichi, NB, Canada

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Thursday, May 2, 2013

Sepia Saturday for May 4, 2013



When I saw that this week's SepiaSaturday was somewhat about cigarettes, I looked through my family album and was able to only come up with one picture of Dad smoking.  He was a heavy smoker, here he is smoking while making the walkway in 1967.  He passed away 1 1/2 years ago from complications of smoking, he was in his mid eighties.  Mom never smoked, I have 3 brothers, and 2 sisters.  Two brothers and one sister smoked, all of them have stopped years ago.

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11 comments:

  1. So Your Dad didnt like to be photographed with a cigarette? Which was unusual,back in the day.Maybe his reticence was one of the reasons you never smoked yourself?

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  2. Love the details in this photo -- looks like a beautiful walkway. And that wheelbarrow got a lot of use. My dad died at age 80 of lung cancer after a lifetime of smoking. He started at age 9. So I guess he was lucky to have lived that long!

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  3. That reminds me of my father making a patio. He just smoked a pipe, and not while working.

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  4. It's nice that your dad lived so long despite his smoking habit.
    That's a wonderful photo of him in action.
    Nancy

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  5. I am just noticing now that the wheel of the wheel barrel was all metal as opposed to a rubber tire. @Wendy, Dad was quite a handy man, could do just about everything he put his mind too. He enjoyed staging pictures, I guess I get my love of photography from him.

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  6. We had a wheelbarrow just like that one when I was small - no rubber tyres, and it rattled along pretty loudly. Having laid a brick path like that, I can imagine I got through a few cigarettes too.

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  7. Living to 80 after a lifetime smoking was quite an achievement, but a risk I would not like to take. My elder son stopped smoking abruptly when he contracted throat cancer. Fortunately he has been clear for 12 years now.

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  8. Ah yes, such was the look of my father when I was growing up too! They were such a part of their daily life. Sadly, both my parents loss their life due to smoking as well.

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  9. I was lucky growing up that my parents didn't smoke and only one grandparent. Unfortunately the smoking grandfather died of cancer in his early 60s. Great shot of your dad!

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  10. That is a great shot with so much detail. I assume that this is the house where you grew up?

    I would be interested in seeing a picture when the path was finished if you have one?

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  11. A fine memory to save. Your dad's shirt and hat make the photo special too.

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