PONOGRAMS
Ponograms:
  1-24  The 
  First Twenty-Four
  25-48  The 
  Second Twenty-Four
  49-72  The Third Twenty-Four
      73-96  The Fourth Twenty-Four
      97-120  The Fifth Twenty-Four
  121-144  The Sixth Twenty-Four
      145-168  The Seventh Twenty-Four
      169-on  The Eighth Twenty-Four
      
  
  49  Pure Michigan
  50  Ah, Youth
  51  Unlikely Friend
  52  Golfballogy
  53  PCNEWS
  54  Before/After Squared
  55  Hawaiiana 1
      56  Hawaiiana 2
      57  Hawaiiana 3
      58  A New Outlook
      59  Hawaiiana 4
      60  Crash Dummy
      61  Dogs, Boards, Kids...
      62  Photographic Treasures
      63  Hawaiiana 5
      64  My Comb is Crooked
      65  Call Me A Doctor
      66  Hawaiiana 6
      67  Home for Christmas
      68  Led By Words
      69  Pono Bowls
      70  Poppy Tour
      71  An Invitation
      72  Wunderkammer I
      
  
 
PHOTOGRAPHIC TREASURES
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                        With a title like that, you’d be excused if you expected high quality 
                        work with exotic locations and beautiful people. 
                        What you are going to get is amateur work - really old photos of my 
                        relatives in the Upper Peninsula (UP) of Michigan.  Why do I call them “Treasures”?  The memories these decaying pieces of 
                        paper conjure up in my mind when I view them makes them worth more than silver 
                        and gold to me. 
                        
                        I have hundreds of pics, but I have tried hard to subset them.  I understand the 140 character 
                        attention span common today and hope that you will enjoy seeing these 
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                        My father apparently did all of his hunting before I was aware.  I was surprised to find this one 
                        photo of him at a hunting camp.  The 
                        group he was with seems to have been very successful.  Although I have no memory of him 
                        hunting, I do remember venison and other game animals on our table periodically.  In those depression days hunting was 
                        not a sport – it was for food. | |
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                        Aunt Beda, Uncle John, and Aunt Rubie in really neat period costumes of 
                        the ‘20s and 30s. | |
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                        My sister Jean was not at all happy to be bringing up the rear of this 
                        1929 photo of Aunts Vi, Marge, and Rubie and Uncle Myron.  Background is the school just across 
                        the street from my grandparent’s house where I went to kindergarten. | |
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                        Grandma Tillner at their cottage on Lake Gogebic with her newest 
                        grandchild Norm in 1934. | |
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                        “Barefoot boy with cheek of tan” was my brother Neil in 1933.  Grandma with Neil and Aunt Rubie in 
                        about 1939.  These are two of my very 
                        favorite photos. | |
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                        Norm the city boy by Grandma’s house - 1936 | 
                        
                        Norm the lake bum by the cottage - 1937 | 
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                        In January of 1938 we had a tremendous snow storm in the Upper Peninsula 
                        of Michigan that stopped everything for a few days.  Click
                        here for lots more on that storm. 
                        The house in the center was our place in Anvil Location and those windows 
                        were about 8’ off the ground. | |
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                        It’s not easy to get a pedigree chart in a picture, but for me this 
                        unique one is the closest I’ve seen.  
                        From the left, see my father, mom’s father and mother, mom, me, my brother 
                        holding Pepper, dad’s father and his second wife. 
                        We are assembled on the porch of the Tillner cottage in the fall of 1940.  Grandma Sandin died in the flu 
                        epidemic of 1918. | |
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                        In 1940, the ice broke up on Lake Gogebic and proceeded to grind together 
                        to make 12.0pter and 12.0pter chunks as it was melting.  A strong wind came up pushing those 
                        “bergy bits” up on the shore.  Here 
                        you see cousin Dougal standing in front of a huge pile up to the eaves of the 
                        Tillner boathouse. 
                        
                        In the winter, first task during a visit to the cottage is clearing a 
                        path to the outhouse.  Aunts Rubie 
                        and Edna got that assignment.  Check 
                        the roof. | |
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                        Clearing the snow from the cottage roof is a job, but it can be fun as 
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                        Uncle Myron looked pretty dapper on the fender of his new wheels.  OK, car buffs, what is it? | |
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                        Grandma Tillner was a character. 
                        She went for a swim in 1946 on her 74th birthday and the next 
                        winter had a little fun in the snow. | |
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| AFTERWORD This is barely a sample of hundreds of family photographs. You can see more of them spread throughout this website. | |