(Photo (c) Beeldtype: Wilhelmina Vaal- de Ridder and Franciscus en Wilhelmina Vaal, taken in Atelier Z.D. Fraenkel, Ceintuurbaan 123, Amsterdam)
It’s fun to dress up for a vintage photo taken in an old fashioned studio. But nothing beats the real old photographs made in the studios back in the day. The look on their faces is almost solemn.
On this photo my father, Franciscus Vaal is about eight years old. Funny to see him with his bare knees and socks. In my life I have never seen him in shorts. My aunt, Wilhelmina Vaal (1928-2009), must be around two in this picture. For me it’s hard to recognize her face in this two year old girl. She changed a lot over the years. My father didn’t.
How adorable are the pompons on her coat and the gaiters covering her tiny shoes?
Hats and barets were all the fashion back then. As in this photo:
My aunt smiling. She’s holding my father’s hand. She simply adored him.
In her seventies she told me that her father, my grandfather, told her to always cherish her good and cheerful heart. It was a gift, he said. I remember her as being almost always cheerful.
It’s also one of the few photographs with my grandfather on it. Here’s the other one:
It must have been on a sunday. He was a plumber and probably worked six days a week to care for his family.
It is obvious that they are all wearing their ‘Sunday best’. The proof of that is in this picture, probably taken on a regular day, with my grandmother in a simpler dress:
This huge pram is fantastic! My father not wearing socks….. 😀 As far as I remember he hated not wearing socks…