Frank Hardy Made My Photographs Two

The negative envelope read ” Gull Point 3/26/56 “.  Nothing more.  The envelope contained around 40 4×5 black and white negatives. No names. No contact number.  I found the envelope around fifteen years ago, along with tens of thousands of other negative envelopes and just set it aside from all of the other envelopes.  School plays must have been a big thing thing in the 1940’s and 50’s, however when I came along in the 1960’s, they were a thing of the past.  At least for me … I cannot ever remember being in a play or ever watching one at an elementary school, junior high school or high school that I attended.  The only time that I ever got dressed in a costume ( besides Halloween ) was to dress as a carrot and walk in in a Fiesta Parade back around 1962 with my first or second grade class from Episcopal Day School.  It was in the summer and it was hot.  I was miserable, but I walked the whole parade route without passing out or fainting.  I wish I could find a photo of us carrots walking up Palafox, I know I have one somewhere or someone has a photo of a pack of carrots trudging up Palafox Street in a parade.  Now back to Gull Point … here are a few more photos that I have worked up …

If anyone out there remembers attending a play out at Gull Point Community Center in March of 1956, please let us hear from you.   I do not know if this is the community center or if there was an elementary or junior high school back in the 1950’s ( before my time) and I am interested.  The more I look at the photos, these look like elementary school kids and not junior high students.  I will work on some more of these negatives in the future, so check back.  Thanks for looking and as usual are comments are welcomed and appreciated, so knock yourself out.  And one more thing – if anyone has any photos of a group of carrots marching up Palafox in the 1960’s, please contact me.  Now the more I think of it, maybe we weren’t a bunch of carrots, but a bunch of oranges!!  Well, either way, carrots or oranges, think of me…