8 thoughts on “SW 8th Avenue, 1957

  1. I think the biggest thing Google gets from VP are humans to train its AI on identifying 60 year old Detroit steel.

  2. Whenever I see a picture like this I get nostalgic. In truth, I never lived in a home as nice as any of these but I did grow up in 50s and 60s. I like to picture happy families sitting down to dinner and watching Ozzie and Harriet later in the evening. Yes, I know that things were not perfect then but when I went to school no one worried about getting shot. I walked home for lunch and didn’t worry about bad things happening. Later, when I walked into the house after school, I was greeted with the smells of freshly baked bread and a pot of homemade soup simmering on the stove. Okay, call me a sap but I am also realistic enough to remember polio, measles, mumps and a bevy of other problems/issues. I remember the air raid drills and crouching under my desk. But—pictures like this stir up the good memories not the bad.

  3. I can remember aerial pest spraying. They probably wouldn’t do that now. The worst thing we carried was a Zippo lighter. And maybe one of the hoodier guys would have a switchblade.

  4. Yep, to all of the above. I grew up in the 70’s but I remember Leave it to Beaver. I used to walk all over SE Portland day and night, sometimes down the Springwater Corridor (they were RR tracks back then), from Bell Rose to Milwaukie after midnight, and I never had a problem. Ever.

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