RUTHMARIE BROOKS SILVER • EAGLEVILLE, PA
REMEMBER WHEN SUNDAY AFTERNOONS
were for hunkering down in someone’s yard and catching up on the week’s news?
The men played horseshoes and the women brought out the croquet set. Kids jumped rope, shot marbles, played tag and badminton or dug in the sandbox.
Food was the main event, of course, and the attire was nothing like it is today. No jeans, just casual pants and button-down shirts for the men; cotton sundresses were de rigueur for the ladies.
I was a real camera buff in 1958 and looked for opportunities where I could. When my dad and his brothers-in-law sat in our backyard in Trooper, Pennsylvania, chewing the fat over a beer, I took my chance. From left, my father, Gerald Ward Brooks, and my uncles William Harold Deihm Sr., Irvin S. Lownes Sr. and John Rutherford Phillips didn’t even flinch when I snapped this photo with my Kodak box camera.