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Rogers Family Archive Photos
My Mother just found a small stash of photos that I said needed to be scanned for archive purposes. Some real classics here, and I am glad they are now archived in digital form.

Duck hunting success on the Iron Range. This would be about 1938 or 1939, before the war.
Earl, about eight years old?
Earl the political dude,
when he ran for Mayor, circa 1974 or so.
Nice plaid sportcoat, Pops!
Earl in November 1989, when the Berlin Wall officially came down.
Note that my sister was still taller than me. Also note my Dad's cool 1970's auto-adjusting shade lenses, which were the rage, I am sure...
My Mom and my Grandfather Floyd at the White Swan Lake cabin showing off the new fireplace Floyd built. I think that is my cousin Bruce in Grandpa Floyd's lap. This is the man who gave me the middle name of Floyd!
Kayori Watanabe. The surname Watanabe in Japan is like "Smith" to us. Her brother "Mo" came and stayed with us the following year and we went to a Styx Grand Illusion Tour concert.
A precious photo of me and my mom, which looks like it is at Mt. Telemark Lodge.
Tony's 4th grade school photo.
Congdon Park Elementary School
Earl and Tony, late 1970's. Earl had his fantastic perm going on.
My Uncle Ray and Grandma Rose, circa WWII
Tony in 1987 in Lichtenstein
A "doctored" image of Grandpa Earl and Grandma Judy with Ian, Annalise and Colin.
My Mom (about age 4) with my Grandfather Floyd (center) and a family friend. About 1946 north of Nashwauk, MN.
Tony in his Kindergarten photo, circa 1974. What a blue-eyed, blonde headed little toe-head!
My Aunt Verna and my Grandma Rose at the Cabin.
My Cousin Bruce is rowing, and that is my Mom in the U of Minnesota sweatshirt at the top right.
My Mom with a nice Northern Pike caught on White Swan Lake.
Above: My Cousins Barb and Bruce and my Mom with a Northern Pike.
Above: My Mom as an infant little girl.
Above: Wilbert, Floyd, William (sitting) and Leonard Randall.
(above) My Mom, Judy, when she was very little, in Mahoning, MN
(above) My Mom, Judy, when she was very little, in Mahoning, MN
(note the trousers and heavy sweater that make her look chunky, LOL!)
I told her it looks like the garb that Our Gang and the Little Rascals wore, ha ha!
(above) This is my Mom (pictured at the far right) with her high school girlfriends.
(above) My Mom, Judy, with her lunchbox, ready for school. She called me to tell me about this photo, that her mother must have made this dress for her, since they didn't just go out to retail stores and buy nice dresses like this back then.
(above) My Mom, Judy, with her friend Marilyn who was a next-door neighbor friend.
(above) My Mom, Judy, dressed in what looks like a really nice wool winter coat. I don't think this was made at home, so my Grandma or Grandpa must have bought this lovely coat for her.
(above) My Mom, Judy, with my Uncle Ray.
(above) My Mom, Judy, with my Uncle Ray again. Mom told me that when Ray was in town in summers, he and his buddies would take her out on the town everywhere they went during the day to bring her around, because she was quite a novelty and fun to have around. Judy was so much younger than her older sister and two brothers, by almost an entire generation (whoops!), and none of Ray's buddies had little sisters as young as Judy, so they had fun just driving her around town.
(above) Uncle Ray, my Mom, Judy, and her sister, my Aunt Verna. Judy says this looks like Verna's wedding dress, so they were all dressed up to go to her wedding.
(above) My Mom, Judy, with my Aunt Verna.
(above) My Mom, Judy, with my Aunt Verna in her WWII US Marine uniform.
Uncle Bruce, Grandpa Floyd and my Mom, Judy, during the White Swan Lake cabin construction.
The building of the White Swan Lake cabin.
Uncle Bruce and My Mom, Judy, at the White Swan Lake Cabin. I love the mining excavator my Mom is operating! That toy one next to her would be a gem of a collector-item I bet!
My Dad, Earl, and Grandpa Floyd posing at the Deer Pole.
My great-grandfather William Randall, and my Grandma Rose.
 
 
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