I played with a Heinz pickle pin for years. Wish I still had it.
Funny how you remember the stories
with such a tiny thing.
Like a Pickle pin. What ever turns you on as a kid..
At my visit to my Cousin's
I saw the ruins of the last
world's Fare.
I wanted to get in and see it,
but it was closed, Darn it.
For those that missed the 1939 here's some photo's.
The Entrance.
post card
King George
(The Kings Speech)
who knows that could be my Mom and Aunt Ethel.
Hope you enjoyed a blast from the past.
Posted by Yvonne @ La Petite Gallery
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