Ok gang ... call me crazy, but I think I know where this picture was taken...on Mason Place between Lafayette Street and Cochran Street. It seemed clearer when I darkened the picture.
It seems direct sunlight is shining from the South or Southwest on the front of buildings behind the guys and on the guys' faces...so the sun was behind the person looking North who took this picture.
Only one interior street in the project would take you straight to the front door of an apartment when you walked North on it -- Mason Place. My place was the only apartment's front door in all of Roseland Homes that Mason place led to walking North. And this trio was standing on the Mason Place sidewalk facing South ... in early-afternoon according to the shadows. Alma, Janice and Dwayne Neroes' place would be to the guys' right.
Sooooo.... if I'm right, the downstairs place behind these guys was my home at 3517 Lafayette Street (since 1953). The home above it was where Miss BTW of 1962 Jackie Jackson and her family lived!
The place to Stanley's left is where Mr. Robinson lived, a great-spirited blind gentleman who looked and talked like Ray Charles. My mother had my brother and I take Mr. Robinson food several times a week for a long time before he passed away. (When I was about 11 years old I actually found him expired on one of those visits to feed him.)
Man, who'd have thought all of this remembered would show up in that one great picture?
Take all the snapshots you can, friends! ... you never know what fine memories they might preserve and recall!!
Galen, amen, to the amen on your 2nd paragraph. My daddy went out of his mind when his girls sneaked and put on miniskirts and got caught. He beat the ___ out of us, me especially since I was the oldest and should have known better. The results; it contributed to me being a LADY then & today and guess what, my girls are just as modest as I am. :) No over exposure.
Fred, that info is going to make us aware from now on to notice when a 'cool cat' from yesterday is hitching up his pant-leg in a photo. Clearly we had a unique cultural brand back then. I feel the way brothers dressed back then was double cool ... we dressed a lot like our dads and male teachers and seemed to feel it was OUR cool style as well, with a few new touches here and there. (that was before the fashion gurus started us 'flooding' in the mid-60's.)
I felt that our female peers dressed with great style also. Maybe I'm a minority in the brotherhood, but I loved the below-the-knees dresses and skirts of the 50's thru early 60's. When miniskirts came along they did nothing for me romantically, and I was wrestling with just as much runaway testosterone in the extended puberty transition years as anyone.
For those who may not have known, Stanley Jones went to Tennessee A&I State in Nashville, and played football with a teammate Hubbard Alexander who was the receivers coach for the Super Bowl Champs Dallas Cowboys. At A&I, the players called him "Stick Man"
Notice how Charles and Stanley are pulling on their pant leg.That wasn't an accident.Back in the day,that was being kool.Two cool cats with the proper stance,relating to all to see,we are sharp,and they were.
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Only one interior street in the project would take you straight to the front door of an apartment when you walked North on it -- Mason Place. My place was the only apartment's front door in all of Roseland Homes that Mason place led to walking North. And this trio was standing on the Mason Place sidewalk facing South ... in early-afternoon according to the shadows. Alma, Janice and Dwayne Neroes' place would be to the guys' right.
The place to Stanley's left is where Mr. Robinson lived, a great-spirited blind gentleman who looked and talked like Ray Charles. My mother had my brother and I take Mr. Robinson food several times a week for a long time before he passed away. (When I was about 11 years old I actually found him expired on one of those visits to feed him.)
Man, who'd have thought all of this remembered would show up in that one great picture?
Take all the snapshots you can, friends! ... you never know what fine memories they might preserve and recall!!
Fred, that info is going to make us aware from now on to notice when a 'cool cat' from yesterday is hitching up his pant-leg in a photo. Clearly we had a unique cultural brand back then. I feel the way brothers dressed back then was double cool ... we dressed a lot like our dads and male teachers and seemed to feel it was OUR cool style as well, with a few new touches here and there. (that was before the fashion gurus started us 'flooding' in the mid-60's.)
I felt that our female peers dressed with great style also. Maybe I'm a minority in the brotherhood, but I loved the below-the-knees dresses and skirts of the 50's thru early 60's. When miniskirts came along they did nothing for me romantically, and I was wrestling with just as much runaway testosterone in the extended puberty transition years as anyone.
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