Delbert & Irma Go Fishing

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 My Grandmother, Irma (D'Angeli) Saunders,
fishing (or at least holding a fish), in Brentwood, in 1934.
In all my years knowing her, I never say Grandma fish,
but it looks like Grandpa got her to do it at least once.

I love the wide legged pants she's wearing
and the fact that she's barefoot in the photo.
They must have been having a fun time.

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Delbert (Bud) Marion Saunders -- Clown Extraordinaire.
This is probably my most favorite photo of my Grandfather.
Ever the jokester, I'm sure my Grandmother had just told him to smile,
and instead he did this.
These photos are from August, 1934, before Bud and Irma were married.

Delbert & Jakey Go Fishing

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Jakey Jilbert, my Grandfather Delbert's cousin,
fishing at Bay Point in 1934.
Jakey was the only son of Delbert's aunt Nellie,
who was his mother Nora's youngest sister.
At the time, Jakey live in Tracey with his mother, Nellie.

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Jakey Jilbert, Tiny the dog and (on the very edge of the photo)
my Grandfather, Delbert.

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If there's on thing knew about Grandpa, it was that he loved to fish.
Here he is with Jakey and Tiny.

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My grandmother, Irma, was the one taking the photos.
They are from her photo album and the notes on them are her handwriting.
In 1934, she and my grandfather were still dating.

Delbert & Irma Go Shooting

 My father's parents, Delbert "Bud" Saunders and Irma Saunders
on a shooting trip to the Livermore hills.
Grandpa spent his teen years in Tracy, California,
so he probably knew these hills very well.

 My grandfather, Bud, with what I'm assuming is a .22 rifle.
Grandpa wasn't one to kill animals.  But he was a top-notch tin-can hunter.
The photos are from a photo album of my Grandmother's,
from the time when they were dating.
It is her handwriting on the bottom of the photos
placing them in Livermore, on July 4, 1934.

 Grandpa, with his rifle and his dog, Tiny, perched on his shoulder.
These photos were taken two years before my grandparents got married.
No doubt he took her on an Independence Day outing,
and tried to impress her with his hunting ability.

Grandpa and his dog, Tiny.

And that there would be my gun-totin' Grandma,
with tiny in hand, of course.