https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/album/339975 https://cdn.ipernity.com/p/103/AD/6B/289709.buddy.jpg https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/album/339975 Thu, 06 Aug 2026 10:37:27 +0000 Thu, 06 Aug 2026 10:37:27 +0000 https://www.ipernity.com https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/53230348/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2026-01-31,doc-53230348 Sat, 31 Jan 2026 06:55:03 +0000 2026-01-31T01:55:03-05:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/53230348/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/03/48/53230348.e1a83f5e.240.jpg?r2" width="171" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded to the Vintage Photos Theme Park, for the monthly theme of: RETROSPECTIVE 2025 <br /> ANY THEME OR TOPIC FROM THE PAST YEAR. <br /> I chose HANDS IN POCKETS from January.<br /> <br /> My dad, Cardiff, Wales, c.1939. A whole lot of life ahead of him.<br /> <br /> Pic a day. 31/365</div> Raymond <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/53230348/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/03/48/53230348.e1a83f5e.240.jpg?r2" width="171" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded to the Vintage Photos Theme Park, for the monthly theme of: RETROSPECTIVE 2025 <br /> ANY THEME OR TOPIC FROM THE PAST YEAR. <br /> I chose HANDS IN POCKETS from January.<br /> <br /> My dad, Cardiff, Wales, c.1939. A whole lot of life ahead of him.<br /> <br /> Pic a day. 31/365</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/53222504/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2026-01-24,doc-53222504 Sat, 24 Jan 2026 12:54:37 +0000 2026-01-24T07:54:37-05:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/53222504/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/25/04/53222504.ac973e97.240.jpg?r2" width="174" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">One of two selfies I’ve taken in my life. 1980.<br /> Colchester, Vermont<br /> <br /> Pic a day: 25/365</div> Selfie, 1980 <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/53222504/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/25/04/53222504.ac973e97.240.jpg?r2" width="174" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">One of two selfies I’ve taken in my life. 1980.<br /> Colchester, Vermont<br /> <br /> Pic a day: 25/365</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52209658/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2023-11-26,doc-52209658 Sun, 26 Nov 2023 22:35:01 +0000 2023-11-26T17:36:49-05:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52209658/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/96/58/52209658.6f83d17d.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="229" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Posting late for the July Vintage Photos MonthlyTopic: BROTHERS – A BAND OR JUST ONE BRO.<br /> My brother is the guitarist in the band Whisper. We’re at an outside concert in New Haven, CT.<br /> I’m giving that look to my mother who has actually dared to take my photograph. <br /> What a brat.<br /> I’m 17, I think.</div> Whisper, 1973 <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52209658/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/96/58/52209658.6f83d17d.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="229" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Posting late for the July Vintage Photos MonthlyTopic: BROTHERS – A BAND OR JUST ONE BRO.<br /> My brother is the guitarist in the band Whisper. We’re at an outside concert in New Haven, CT.<br /> I’m giving that look to my mother who has actually dared to take my photograph. <br /> What a brat.<br /> I’m 17, I think.</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/53034606/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2025-08-01,doc-53034606 Fri, 01 Aug 2025 01:20:56 +0000 2025-07-31T21:20:56-04:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/53034606/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/46/06/53034606.bbee9ec5.240.jpg?r2" width="212" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of: VERY HAPPY PEOPLE<br /> (July 21 - July 27, 2025)<br /> My father is the guy in the center of the back row.<br /> I’ve missed a few themes and this one is late.<br /> I’m having a lot of trouble (various things wrong) trying to use Ipernity. <br /> I know folks are working on it. (Thank you!)<br /> Is everyone continuing to find it challenging or just specific populations? ie. Mac users? Non-Europeans? (Don’t know if this could possibly even be a thing.)</div> Cardiff Fun c.1939 <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/53034606/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/46/06/53034606.bbee9ec5.240.jpg?r2" width="212" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of: VERY HAPPY PEOPLE<br /> (July 21 - July 27, 2025)<br /> My father is the guy in the center of the back row.<br /> I’ve missed a few themes and this one is late.<br /> I’m having a lot of trouble (various things wrong) trying to use Ipernity. <br /> I know folks are working on it. (Thank you!)<br /> Is everyone continuing to find it challenging or just specific populations? ie. Mac users? Non-Europeans? (Don’t know if this could possibly even be a thing.)</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52975260/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2025-06-23,doc-52975260 Mon, 23 Jun 2025 23:20:43 +0000 2025-06-23T19:20:43-04:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52975260/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/52/60/52975260.dabf3e6e.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="239" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of: FOLDED ARMS AND/OR CROSSED LEGS<br /> My father on the beach somewhere on the coast of Dorset, England in 1953.<br /> Below in Comments is another pic of him taken inside my parent's flat in Walthamstow, London (or perhaps their friend’s?) in which his arms are folded AND his legs are crossed.</div> My Father <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52975260/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/52/60/52975260.dabf3e6e.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="239" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of: FOLDED ARMS AND/OR CROSSED LEGS<br /> My father on the beach somewhere on the coast of Dorset, England in 1953.<br /> Below in Comments is another pic of him taken inside my parent's flat in Walthamstow, London (or perhaps their friend’s?) in which his arms are folded AND his legs are crossed.</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52762192/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2025-01-24,doc-52762192 Fri, 24 Jan 2025 14:40:24 +0000 2025-01-24T09:40:24-05:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52762192/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/21/92/52762192.1830c7fa.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="168" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park monthly theme of: FUNNY OR AMUSING<br /> <br /> My father wrote on the back: <br /> "Out on the high seas. The salt spray in our faces, the wind whipping through our back teeth.<br /> Sorry for the blot."<br /> <br /> Many years later, my father with great glee told me that the blot covered a man standing with water up to his ankles. <br /> The boat was actually beached.<br /> It was sent to his sister Joan, back in Wales while he was stationed in Kasfareet, Egypt, in the1940s.<br /> She sent me this in the 1970s. I'm not sure he ever let her in on the joke.<br /> It's pretty funny to me - classic my Dad - that the other two men are smiling into the camera, sort of sheepishly acknowledging the trick, while my Dad puts his whole self into creating the make believe scene.</div> "Out On The High Seas... (sorry for the blot)" <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52762192/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/21/92/52762192.1830c7fa.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="168" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park monthly theme of: FUNNY OR AMUSING<br /> <br /> My father wrote on the back: <br /> "Out on the high seas. The salt spray in our faces, the wind whipping through our back teeth.<br /> Sorry for the blot."<br /> <br /> Many years later, my father with great glee told me that the blot covered a man standing with water up to his ankles. <br /> The boat was actually beached.<br /> It was sent to his sister Joan, back in Wales while he was stationed in Kasfareet, Egypt, in the1940s.<br /> She sent me this in the 1970s. I'm not sure he ever let her in on the joke.<br /> It's pretty funny to me - classic my Dad - that the other two men are smiling into the camera, sort of sheepishly acknowledging the trick, while my Dad puts his whole self into creating the make believe scene.</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/18817865/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2024-03-15,doc-18817865 Fri, 15 Mar 2024 04:52:31 +0000 2012-01-29T16:46:12-04:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/18817865/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/128/78/65/18817865.e59e8cbe.240.jpg?r2" width="238" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">HFF friends!<br /> <br /> A "Stately Gardens of Walthamstow" shot.<br /> <br /> I'm holding my unimaginatively named, but well loved "black dolly."</div> Smiling For The Camera <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/18817865/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/128/78/65/18817865.e59e8cbe.240.jpg?r2" width="238" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">HFF friends!<br /> <br /> A "Stately Gardens of Walthamstow" shot.<br /> <br /> I'm holding my unimaginatively named, but well loved "black dolly."</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52326734/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2024-02-17,doc-52326734 Sat, 17 Feb 2024 18:27:25 +0000 2024-02-17T13:27:50-05:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52326734/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/67/34/52326734.80843d0e.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="231" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park monthly theme of: EXCITEMENT!<br /> My brother Nicholas - perhaps extremely excited to eat.<br /> Walthamstow, London, 1956.</div> Excitement! <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52326734/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/67/34/52326734.80843d0e.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="231" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park monthly theme of: EXCITEMENT!<br /> My brother Nicholas - perhaps extremely excited to eat.<br /> Walthamstow, London, 1956.</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52269038/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2024-01-05,doc-52269038 Fri, 05 Jan 2024 13:47:42 +0000 2024-01-04T18:36:29-05:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52269038/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/90/38/52269038.a30ee1a9.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of: AT WORK <br /> My very intelligent, creative mother worked as a bookkeeper into her 80s. At 15 she had been accepted at the equivalent (in England) of an art college. Her father had allowed her an extra year at school - most working class kids left at 14, but he wouldn't let her accept the art school offer - and reasoned that office work would always give her a career. <br /> She was artistic, musical, and loved to read - but it wasn't her nature to stay unhappy, even though she never grew to like anything to do with bookkeeping. <br /> At 40 she emigrated to the US with our family. This country, in 1964, had far more opportunities to reinvent your self, but she had no real time to support our family and flourish in classes.<br /> She never stopped reading, playing music and creating - and in her 60s she began to paint with oils (finally taking classes). It became one of the great joys of her life. <br /> She moved in with us at 96 and brought over 90 paintings with her. <br /> During her 60s, 70s, and 80s, she spent thousands of hours on her paintings, with such endless pleasure.<br /> She exhibited, sold, helped teach, and generously shared them with admiring friends and family.<br /> But here she is, bookkeeping at Devoe Paint in New Haven, CT - where she worked in the 1970s.<br /> This is 1979, so she just makes it into the Park in time.</div> Hazel at Work, 1979 <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52269038/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/90/38/52269038.a30ee1a9.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of: AT WORK <br /> My very intelligent, creative mother worked as a bookkeeper into her 80s. At 15 she had been accepted at the equivalent (in England) of an art college. Her father had allowed her an extra year at school - most working class kids left at 14, but he wouldn't let her accept the art school offer - and reasoned that office work would always give her a career. <br /> She was artistic, musical, and loved to read - but it wasn't her nature to stay unhappy, even though she never grew to like anything to do with bookkeeping. <br /> At 40 she emigrated to the US with our family. This country, in 1964, had far more opportunities to reinvent your self, but she had no real time to support our family and flourish in classes.<br /> She never stopped reading, playing music and creating - and in her 60s she began to paint with oils (finally taking classes). It became one of the great joys of her life. <br /> She moved in with us at 96 and brought over 90 paintings with her. <br /> During her 60s, 70s, and 80s, she spent thousands of hours on her paintings, with such endless pleasure.<br /> She exhibited, sold, helped teach, and generously shared them with admiring friends and family.<br /> But here she is, bookkeeping at Devoe Paint in New Haven, CT - where she worked in the 1970s.<br /> This is 1979, so she just makes it into the Park in time.</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52250712/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2009-11-28,doc-52250712 Sat, 28 Nov 2009 06:20:19 +0000 1800-01-01T10:20:19-05:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52250712/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/07/12/52250712.cbaffe64.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Newport Road.<br /> From Sian:<br /> I walked past the house today where Aunty Joan and your dad lived after their mother was taken ill. I remember going there when I was little. It was a very grand house then but look at it now.... it’s in flats and very uncared for. I often pass it and always give it a nod. They spent the war years there... (obviously not your dad) and the 3 girls... my mum, Aunty Joan and Aunty Sheila had lots of fun and laughter there...<br /> The generation now gone..</div> From Sian <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/52250712/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/07/12/52250712.cbaffe64.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Newport Road.<br /> From Sian:<br /> I walked past the house today where Aunty Joan and your dad lived after their mother was taken ill. I remember going there when I was little. It was a very grand house then but look at it now.... it’s in flats and very uncared for. I often pass it and always give it a nod. They spent the war years there... (obviously not your dad) and the 3 girls... my mum, Aunty Joan and Aunty Sheila had lots of fun and laughter there...<br /> The generation now gone..</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/51755508/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2023-01-30,doc-51755508 Mon, 30 Jan 2023 02:14:46 +0000 2010-09-03T10:27:02-05:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/51755508/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/55/08/51755508.5c7ad6db.240.jpg?r2" width="169" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park monthly theme of: BEAUTIFUL<br /> <br /> My lovely mother passed away on Tuesday, Jan. 24, 2023.<br /> This photo was taken during WW2, when she was in the WRENS (Women's Royal Navy Service).<br /> Below is a photo of her in her 70s.<br /> She was 98, and died peacefully at home.</div> Hazel Lundbech, 1924 - 2023 <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/51755508/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/55/08/51755508.5c7ad6db.240.jpg?r2" width="169" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park monthly theme of: BEAUTIFUL<br /> <br /> My lovely mother passed away on Tuesday, Jan. 24, 2023.<br /> This photo was taken during WW2, when she was in the WRENS (Women's Royal Navy Service).<br /> Below is a photo of her in her 70s.<br /> She was 98, and died peacefully at home.</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/50608976/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2021-02-20,doc-50608976 Sat, 20 Feb 2021 23:50:58 +0000 2021-02-20T18:53:09-05:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/50608976/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/89/76/50608976.a83699c8.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of: AT THE WEDDING (but not the bride or groom).<br /> Here's me with my mother at my cousin's wedding.<br /> I'm not happy for two reasons: <br /> 1. I really don't want her to get married to the groom<br /> and<br /> 2. It's 106 F - I kid you not - PLUS it's Connecticut and unbearably humid. <br /> And - <br /> Neither the church or the place where the reception was held had air conditioning.<br /> <br /> The color in this photo does not do justice to my actual face color which was the red of a 26 mile marathon.<br /> Not my favorite memory - or the bride's, it turned out.</div> Bridesmaid, 1974 <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/50608976/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/89/76/50608976.a83699c8.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of: AT THE WEDDING (but not the bride or groom).<br /> Here's me with my mother at my cousin's wedding.<br /> I'm not happy for two reasons: <br /> 1. I really don't want her to get married to the groom<br /> and<br /> 2. It's 106 F - I kid you not - PLUS it's Connecticut and unbearably humid. <br /> And - <br /> Neither the church or the place where the reception was held had air conditioning.<br /> <br /> The color in this photo does not do justice to my actual face color which was the red of a 26 mile marathon.<br /> Not my favorite memory - or the bride's, it turned out.</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/16629367/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2020-05-28,doc-16629367 Thu, 28 May 2020 21:59:15 +0000 2009-09-22T15:02:02-04:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/16629367/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/126/93/67/16629367.78febe4b.240.jpg?r2" width="147" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Brought forward for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of: ELEMENTARY SCHOOL PHOTO TAKEN BY A PROFESSIONAL PHOTOGRAPHER <br /> I actually suggested this because I have so many "found" school photographs, but when I saw that Ellie and Rick had posted their personal photos I couldn't resist adding my own!<br /> <br /> So here I am - age 7 wearing a Love Lane School school uniform sweater (which my mother knit) and a dress handed down by my cousin Heather - pale aqua with a cream print.<br /> It was a great dress.<br /> Rayleigh, Essex, England.</div> School Photo - 1961 <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/16629367/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/126/93/67/16629367.78febe4b.240.jpg?r2" width="147" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Brought forward for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of: ELEMENTARY SCHOOL PHOTO TAKEN BY A PROFESSIONAL PHOTOGRAPHER <br /> I actually suggested this because I have so many "found" school photographs, but when I saw that Ellie and Rick had posted their personal photos I couldn't resist adding my own!<br /> <br /> So here I am - age 7 wearing a Love Lane School school uniform sweater (which my mother knit) and a dress handed down by my cousin Heather - pale aqua with a cream print.<br /> It was a great dress.<br /> Rayleigh, Essex, England.</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/49953074/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2020-05-18,doc-49953074 Mon, 18 May 2020 03:50:30 +0000 2020-05-17T22:57:36-04:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/49953074/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/30/74/49953074.b84031fc.240.jpg?r2" width="237" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the vintage Photos Theme Park theme of : PATTERNS - and also the monthly theme of the 1970s.<br /> I've either used before or couldn't find better "pattern" photos, but I'm using the stripes as my pattern contribution as I'm already late on this!<br /> My brother Nicholas on our front porch - New Haven, CT 1973</div> Nicholas and the Striped Vest <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/49953074/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/30/74/49953074.b84031fc.240.jpg?r2" width="237" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the vintage Photos Theme Park theme of : PATTERNS - and also the monthly theme of the 1970s.<br /> I've either used before or couldn't find better "pattern" photos, but I'm using the stripes as my pattern contribution as I'm already late on this!<br /> My brother Nicholas on our front porch - New Haven, CT 1973</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/49847986/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2020-04-05,doc-49847986 Sun, 05 Apr 2020 13:19:21 +0000 2009-06-20T21:13:57-04:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/49847986/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/79/86/49847986.7e556036.240.jpg?r2" width="235" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of: A STITCH IN TIME - Doing needlework, knitting, or weaving.<br /> This is a photo of my Auntie Pearl and cousin John. they are on holiday in Essex, 1949, and my aunt is most likely knitting for my cousin- to- be, Heather, born in January, 1950.<br /> <br /> I hope that you and the people you love are all staying well in these strange, scary days.</div> Knitting for Heather <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/49847986/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/79/86/49847986.7e556036.240.jpg?r2" width="235" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of: A STITCH IN TIME - Doing needlework, knitting, or weaving.<br /> This is a photo of my Auntie Pearl and cousin John. they are on holiday in Essex, 1949, and my aunt is most likely knitting for my cousin- to- be, Heather, born in January, 1950.<br /> <br /> I hope that you and the people you love are all staying well in these strange, scary days.</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/48820654/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2019-06-30,doc-48820654 Sun, 30 Jun 2019 02:15:39 +0000 2019-06-29T22:06:35-04:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/48820654/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/06/54/48820654.550ef7c2.240.jpg?r2" width="184" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Walthamstow, London, 1955.<br /> Uploaded for the Vintage Photos June theme of the month, "Fathers".</div> My Father and I <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/48820654/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/06/54/48820654.550ef7c2.240.jpg?r2" width="184" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Walthamstow, London, 1955.<br /> Uploaded for the Vintage Photos June theme of the month, "Fathers".</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/46898092/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2018-06-25,doc-46898092 Mon, 25 Jun 2018 16:04:52 +0000 2013-06-16T22:41:03-04:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/46898092/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/80/92/46898092.61b490d7.240.jpg?r2" width="186" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">My Dad passed away at 96 last Monday, June 18 2018.<br /> Here's his obituary which will appear today in the local paper.<br /> <br /> Raymond Lundbech, 96, Bristol, Vermont<br /> <br /> Raymond J. Lundbech passed away peacefully June 18, 2018, at Helen Porter Nursing Home, with his wife of sixty-six years, his daughter, and his son-in-law with him until the last few minutes of his life.<br /> Ray was born in Cardiff, Wales, December 8, 1921, the son of a Danish immigrant and a Welsh mother. His father, Gudmund, was a master cabinet maker, but work was scarce in the the decade following the First World War and his mother, Catherine, often worked away from home for weeks at a time as a housekeeper in order to support the family. His sister Joan was born in 1924 and Ray and Joan remained devoted, admiring siblings for as long as they lived. Tragically, Gudmund died of a heart attack in his late 30s, and Catherine was hit by a car and suffered brain injuries not long after that. Ray and Joan were sent to live with their Aunt Lena, and there they stayed for years, part of a large, noisy, musical family that fought and sang equally. Ray played piano for all the parties, and in those long ago days when almost every house had a piano, he was a popular guest who could (as his wife later remarked) have everyone in the room singing along in no time at all.<br /> After running away to London at sixteen with his cousin, he rashly signed up as a cabin-boy/cook on a South American trawler, but that sea-going adventure did not give him a taste for the Navy and when World War Two broke out he enlisted in the Royal Air Force. Due to his poor vision he was unable to fly aircraft, but spent the war years as a radio operator in Kasfareet, Egypt where he met friends that he cherished all his life.<br /> After the war he settled in London, England, and was employed by the Internal Revenue Service. Coming into a pub one night he spotted a lovely young lady across the room, and at the top of his lungs he hollered, “Who is that gorgeous woman?!!” She was mortified, but twelve weeks later he had proposed to Hazel Gregory and she accepted - their love bonded by their mutual delight in music, books, and laughter, which remained with them for all of their marriage. They married exactly one year to the date of their meeting, and in the next four years two children were born to them, Deborah in 1954 and Nicholas in 1956.<br /> Two years after that they moved to a small town not far from London onto a dead end street where the family had the great fortune to meet a neighborhood full of people with young children who all loved to sing around the piano, and the parties that were held on Woodlands Avenue were legendary. in 1964, seeking new adventures, the family, along with their next door neighbors, the Browns, emigrated to the United States where the family again had the good fortune to connect to wonderful neighbors, the Jamiesons, who lived downstairs and were also British immigrants - and who generously showed the “greenhorns” the ins and outs of American living. Ray and Hazel made their home in New Haven, Connecticut for forty- six years where Ray worked as an office manager and also, for many years, played piano in clubs throughout eastern Connecticut. His piano playing at parties continued to delight friends and family, and it was remarkable the number of teenage friends who learned the words to “Boiled Beef and Carrots” and “Oklahoma”.<br /> In 2010 Ray and Hazel moved up to Vermont to be closer to family, and settled happily in Bristol where Ray lived until he moved to Helen Porter in April 2017, due to failing health.<br /> Ray leaves his wife Hazel of Bristol, Vt., children Deborah and her husband Brian of Bristol,Vt., Nicholas and his wife Ann, of Phoenix, AZ, seven grandchildren and seven great-grandchildren, and many beloved relatives and friends in England and Wales.<br /> At Ray’s request there will be no service, but a private family gathering will be held at a later date. Contributions in his memory to a non-profit agency supporting literacy or classical music are greatly appreciated. The family wishes to thank all the staff at Helen Porter Nursing Home for their care and the many kindnesses shown to Ray during his stay.</div> Raymond Lundbech, 1921 - 2018 <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/46898092/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/80/92/46898092.61b490d7.240.jpg?r2" width="186" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">My Dad passed away at 96 last Monday, June 18 2018.<br /> Here's his obituary which will appear today in the local paper.<br /> <br /> Raymond Lundbech, 96, Bristol, Vermont<br /> <br /> Raymond J. Lundbech passed away peacefully June 18, 2018, at Helen Porter Nursing Home, with his wife of sixty-six years, his daughter, and his son-in-law with him until the last few minutes of his life.<br /> Ray was born in Cardiff, Wales, December 8, 1921, the son of a Danish immigrant and a Welsh mother. His father, Gudmund, was a master cabinet maker, but work was scarce in the the decade following the First World War and his mother, Catherine, often worked away from home for weeks at a time as a housekeeper in order to support the family. His sister Joan was born in 1924 and Ray and Joan remained devoted, admiring siblings for as long as they lived. Tragically, Gudmund died of a heart attack in his late 30s, and Catherine was hit by a car and suffered brain injuries not long after that. Ray and Joan were sent to live with their Aunt Lena, and there they stayed for years, part of a large, noisy, musical family that fought and sang equally. Ray played piano for all the parties, and in those long ago days when almost every house had a piano, he was a popular guest who could (as his wife later remarked) have everyone in the room singing along in no time at all.<br /> After running away to London at sixteen with his cousin, he rashly signed up as a cabin-boy/cook on a South American trawler, but that sea-going adventure did not give him a taste for the Navy and when World War Two broke out he enlisted in the Royal Air Force. Due to his poor vision he was unable to fly aircraft, but spent the war years as a radio operator in Kasfareet, Egypt where he met friends that he cherished all his life.<br /> After the war he settled in London, England, and was employed by the Internal Revenue Service. Coming into a pub one night he spotted a lovely young lady across the room, and at the top of his lungs he hollered, “Who is that gorgeous woman?!!” She was mortified, but twelve weeks later he had proposed to Hazel Gregory and she accepted - their love bonded by their mutual delight in music, books, and laughter, which remained with them for all of their marriage. They married exactly one year to the date of their meeting, and in the next four years two children were born to them, Deborah in 1954 and Nicholas in 1956.<br /> Two years after that they moved to a small town not far from London onto a dead end street where the family had the great fortune to meet a neighborhood full of people with young children who all loved to sing around the piano, and the parties that were held on Woodlands Avenue were legendary. in 1964, seeking new adventures, the family, along with their next door neighbors, the Browns, emigrated to the United States where the family again had the good fortune to connect to wonderful neighbors, the Jamiesons, who lived downstairs and were also British immigrants - and who generously showed the “greenhorns” the ins and outs of American living. Ray and Hazel made their home in New Haven, Connecticut for forty- six years where Ray worked as an office manager and also, for many years, played piano in clubs throughout eastern Connecticut. His piano playing at parties continued to delight friends and family, and it was remarkable the number of teenage friends who learned the words to “Boiled Beef and Carrots” and “Oklahoma”.<br /> In 2010 Ray and Hazel moved up to Vermont to be closer to family, and settled happily in Bristol where Ray lived until he moved to Helen Porter in April 2017, due to failing health.<br /> Ray leaves his wife Hazel of Bristol, Vt., children Deborah and her husband Brian of Bristol,Vt., Nicholas and his wife Ann, of Phoenix, AZ, seven grandchildren and seven great-grandchildren, and many beloved relatives and friends in England and Wales.<br /> At Ray’s request there will be no service, but a private family gathering will be held at a later date. Contributions in his memory to a non-profit agency supporting literacy or classical music are greatly appreciated. The family wishes to thank all the staff at Helen Porter Nursing Home for their care and the many kindnesses shown to Ray during his stay.</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/44522522/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2017-03-26,doc-44522522 Sun, 26 Mar 2017 13:44:03 +0000 2015-01-03T14:01:47-04:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/44522522/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/25/22/44522522.3904593a.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="196" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Me, with my future husband's grandparents, Harry and Agnes King. It was the first time I met them, and the only time I ever saw Harry. He died years later, but they lived in Florida and I was on my way north to Burlington, Vt where I went to UVM. <br /> This picture was taken at a house in Chester, VT where I house-sat for two years. They were up visiting old friends and the family they had left.<br /> Both Harry and Agnes lived into their nineties. The last few years of Agnes' life were spent in Vermont - she died in her late nineties.<br /> This is a cut Polaroid.</div> Chester, VT 1980 <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/44522522/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/25/22/44522522.3904593a.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="196" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Me, with my future husband's grandparents, Harry and Agnes King. It was the first time I met them, and the only time I ever saw Harry. He died years later, but they lived in Florida and I was on my way north to Burlington, Vt where I went to UVM. <br /> This picture was taken at a house in Chester, VT where I house-sat for two years. They were up visiting old friends and the family they had left.<br /> Both Harry and Agnes lived into their nineties. The last few years of Agnes' life were spent in Vermont - she died in her late nineties.<br /> This is a cut Polaroid.</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/42513990/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2016-07-24,doc-42513990 Sun, 24 Jul 2016 02:25:23 +0000 2012-01-19T12:30:18-04:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/42513990/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/39/90/42513990.ddb586ff.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="148" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">A photo of my father and some members of his family and some unidentified people, c. 1935.<br /> They're in front of a "coach" (private bus) going on a trip somewhere, but he doesn't remember where.<br /> He is in the back row, all the way to the left, with the jacket and tie. His cousin, Betty Wiily, is in the second row, third from left, with the polka dot dress, and his cousin, Sheila is in the middle of the bottom row with the dark blazer, to the right of her is his sister, Joan, and on the end, with the attitude which my Dad said was typical, is his cousin, Pat Gledhill. He remembered that the kid behind Pat was very taken with her, and she was quite annoyed at his nerve!<br /> Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of "Day Trippers".</div> Day Trippers <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/42513990/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/39/90/42513990.ddb586ff.240.jpg?r2" width="240" height="148" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">A photo of my father and some members of his family and some unidentified people, c. 1935.<br /> They're in front of a "coach" (private bus) going on a trip somewhere, but he doesn't remember where.<br /> He is in the back row, all the way to the left, with the jacket and tie. His cousin, Betty Wiily, is in the second row, third from left, with the polka dot dress, and his cousin, Sheila is in the middle of the bottom row with the dark blazer, to the right of her is his sister, Joan, and on the end, with the attitude which my Dad said was typical, is his cousin, Pat Gledhill. He remembered that the kid behind Pat was very taken with her, and she was quite annoyed at his nerve!<br /> Uploaded for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of "Day Trippers".</div> Deborah Lundbech https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/41263862/in/album/339975 tag:ipernity.com,2015-11-17,doc-41263862 Tue, 17 Nov 2015 04:55:57 +0000 2015-10-11T14:53:02-05:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Deborah Lundbech) <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/41263862/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/38/62/41263862.2a1aae24.240.jpg?r2" width="180" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Tunbridge, October 2015.</div> Me <p class="who"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/home/289709">Deborah Lundbech</a> has posted:</p><p class="preview"><a href="https://www.ipernity.com/doc/289709/41263862/in/album/339975"><img src="https://cdn.ipernity.com/200/38/62/41263862.2a1aae24.240.jpg?r2" width="180" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Tunbridge, October 2015.</div> Deborah Lundbech