Category: Throwback Thursday

2024 CWWC: My Which Way — September– Week 1

I’m sorry to be a little behind in posting my CWWC-My Which Way, hopefully you’ll forgive me and understand. I figure better late than not at all.

For this week in doing Cee’s Which WayMy Way I’m choosing a theme of Any Paved Pathways, Hallways, or Sidewalks . Basically Any Which Way you choose; be sure we can see your Which Ways Clearly. And as always, signs are welcome anytime. I’d love for y’all to join me in posting your Which Ways you have Chosen to Share. Remember to link your Which Way posts to Cee’s Which Way here or if you wish you can link to My Which Way here.

Road Trippin’ USA #4

Which Ways 

Dearborn, Michigan

And Beyond 

In the Summer of 1985 my parents went Road Trippin’ across the United States of America. They began their Road Trip leaving from their home in San Diego, California. They always planned what or whom they wanted to visit ahead of time.

This week I’m continue with their Road Trippin’ adventures for My Which Way of Cee’s Which Way Challenge at The Henry Ford – Museum Of American Innovation. Let’s take a look at some of the interesting displays they had the pleasure of seeing on their visit.

When they were finished touring The Henry Ford Museum of American Innovation, they drove to Indianapolis, Indiana for more sightseeing and tour at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway.

Next up on their Road Trippin’ USA Adventure was to begin driving southwest towards their next destination.

Next week I’ll continue with their Road Trippin’ adventures for My Which Way of Cee’s Which Way Challenge. 

Cee’s Which Way Challenge 

Which Way My Way

Throwback Thursday

Photo Credit: ©️1985 Nornal H. Waters (my dad) … All Rights Reserved.

Camera: Minolta XG-7 35mm 

Location: The Henry Ford Museum of American Innovation; Dearborn, Michigan & Indianapolis Motor Speedway; Indianapolis, Indiana USA 

God Bless. Thank you for visiting with us. Thank you for sharing your time and thoughts with us. I appreciate y’all very much.

2024 Wordless Wednesday: 07.10

California's Great America
California’s Great America

Hugh’s Wordless Wednesday

Throwback Thursday

Photo Credit: ©️1979 Nornal H. Waters (my dad) … All Rights Reserved.

Camera: Minolta XG-7 35mm

Location: Santa Clara, California, USA 

God Bless. Thank you for visiting and sharing your time and thoughts with us. I appreciate y’all very much.

WWII Fuel Rationing in the U. S.

Have you lived through any type of rationing during your lifetime? Rationing has occurred off and on throughout the United States for various reasons. I remember back in the early seventies one could only buy gas on odd or even days. During the seventies Odd-even rationing was introduced — meaning that if the last digit on your license plate was odd, you could get gas only on odd-numbered days. The same reasoning was applied if the last digit on your license plate was even, you could only buy gas on even-numbered days.

1945 Fuel Ration Stamps

What is rationing? Maybe you’ve heard about rationings throughout history. Maybe it is a new concept for you. However, some form of rationing has occurred for various reasons throughout history and not just in the United States.


Rationing is the controlled distribution of scarce resources, goods, or services, or an artificial restriction of demand. Rationing controls the size of the ration, which is one person’s allotted portion of the resources being distributed on a particular day or at a particular time.

Rationing in the United States was introduced in stages during World War II. During World War I food rationing was mandatory, however, it was highly suggested for people to curb their food consumption.

1945 Fuel Ration Book

During the summer of 1941, Americans were warned of potential gasoline, steel, aluminum, and electricity shortages. It was believed that due to factories converting to military production and their consuming a tremendous number of critical supplies, rationing would be deemed a necessity when the country entered the war. The Office of Price Administration (OPA) established a rationing system after the attack on Pearl Harbor. They came up with the idea to issue ration books and the use of exchanging used stamps for certificates. These were handled by some 5,500 volunteer workers selected by local officials.

Fuel oil and gasoline were rationed only to those who could justify a need. Each ration stamp had a generic drawing of an airplane, gun, tank, aircraft carrier, ear of wheat, fruit, etc. and a serial number. Some stamps had alphabetic lettering.

The above fuel oil ration stamps are numbered with the amount a person could get per ration stamp. These ration stamps and the ration book belonged to my paternal grandfather and were among my father’s belongings I acquired after my mom passed. I had never seen a ration book or ration stamps prior to going through this particular collection of objects my dad had accumulated and preserved. Growing up I heard about the various wars the United States had been involved in including World War I and II. Hearing about them at the time I just figured that was a part of our country’s history. I never considered previously how the wars affected my parents, grandparents and ancestors. Seeing the ration book and ration stamps makes what people, my family, went through during those times of war. Learning how the war affected my family members makes everything more real and brought an understanding of their struggles.

Throwback Thursday

Photo Credit: (c) Deb L. Waters … All Rights Reserved.

God Bless. Thank you for sharing your time and thoughts with me. I appreciate y’all.

Sunday Stills: #Sacred Spaces – Churches, Temples, and Spiritual Centres _ Church of my Youth

Scott Memorial Baptist Church
San Diego, California

The above photo is of the church I grew up in as a child. It holds many memories for me. The church was originally founded in North Park, San Diego in 1912 as Scott Memorial Baptist Church, in memory of U.S. Army chaplain Winfield Scott. My family and I began attending this church approximately in the Spring of 1958. The exact time I am not really sure about. I know we moved to San Diego in April of 1958. [My mom attended First Baptist Church of San Diego beginning in her pre-teen years. My maternal grandmother served as a cook for that church until shortly before she passed.]

Scott Memorial Baptist Church is where I first learned about God, about his love. grace, and forgiveness. It is the church I was baptized in at the young age of seven. It was where I learned to memorize scripture, study the Bible under the marvelous leadership of our Youth Pastor Jeremiah Riffe. It is through their youth program that I learned to enjoy hiking and camping.

This church has undergone several changes over the years. For example, after twenty-five years under the same pastoral leadership the leadership changed, and a new senior pastor was introduced. More pastoral changes occurred over the years as well as changes to the name of the church.

Grace Church San Diego
Formerly Scott Memorial Baptist Church
San Diego, California

This photo is of how the church looks at the present time. The leadership has changed, the name has changed, however, the teachings are still built on the foundation of Biblical Truth with a message of God’s Grace, love and hope anchored in the sacrifice of Jesus Christ. They believe in making resilient disciples who direct their lives to live as Christ lived and taught. The building is the same and the teachings are primarily the same. It doesn’t matter that some of the people has changed, or the staff has changed, or that the name has changed and now goes by Grace Church San Diego. When I look at it or see the activities through the eyes of my friends, I still see it as a special place and it will continue to have special meaning for me.

Terri’s Sunday Stills: #Sacred Spaces – Churches, Temples and Spiritual Centres

Throwback Thursday 

#TBTMemory #IRememberWhen

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2023 FOWC: Related_Family

Throwback photo from the early 1960’s
taken at my maternal grandparents
place in San Diego, California.
Pictured are my immediate family,
my maternal grandparents,
my mom’s sister & her husband,
our cousin, his wife & sister-in-law.
Taken back during a time
when families used to gather
together for Sunday Dinners.
Can you guess where I am in the picture?
I would probably bet
( if I bet, which I don’t)
y’all would have no
problem guessing correctly.

Fandango’s One Word Challenge – Related

Throwback Thursday

God Bless. Thank you for going back in time with me. Memories are a wonderful blessing. Remember, I appreciate y’all.

TBT for Silent Sunday: Early Deep Gap

Deep Gap, North Carolina
From my maternal grandfather,
Harvey Martin Watson’s photos given to me after his passing many years ago ( 1968). Photo most likely taken in early 1900’s or earlier.

Wetanddustyroads

Silent Sunday

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Throwback Thursday: Remembering When …

…. My husband, Terry, my eldest son, John and I visited the March Field Air Museum in Riverside, California back in late 1986.

Grumman F9F-5P ‘Panther’
| Planes of Fame Air Museum

March Field Air Museum began in 1979, when the first display of artifacts was opened up to the public at what was then March Air Force Base. During this period, the museum was recognized as an official U. S. Air Force Museum. [The museum was relocated in 1993to it’s current location alongside Interstate Highway 215.

Blue Angels
Grumman
F-11F Tigers

The March Field Air Museum displays one of the largest collections of military aircraft on the West Coast. It is staffed by approximately 100 volunteers and 12 full and part time employees. It holds various types of military aircraft from attack aircraft to cargo planes to helicopters and Cessnas.

This was a great family day trip which was both fun and educational. If you’re ever near Southern California it would definitely be a worthwhile stop to visit.


Throwback Thursday

#TBTMemory #IRememberWhen

God Bless. Thank you for traveling down memory lane with me. Remember I appreciate y’all.

Christmas 🎄 Past: Memories

Reflecting back on Christmases past is something I don’t often do. This year I have been trying to remember what Christmases used to look like while I was growing up. Odd thing is I cannot remember much about them. Not what gifts were given or received. I know I gave and received them, but if you asked me what I received in any particular year I would not be able to tell you.

These photos are from my archives. Most likely taken by my father, Nornal Hule Waters.

The first photo by the date is of my very first Christmas taken with my dad, & my brother. So, this one my mom probably snapped. This first Christmas was spent in Great Falls, South Carolina. Great Falls is a town (not a city). The second photo is also taken in Great Falls, SC with my mom I presume the following year. And the third photo was taken in San Diego, California when I was either in Junior High or a sophomore in high school. Definitely before 1974. My brother went into the Air Force early in 1975 and was no longer home for Christmas afterwards.

The one constant which I remember is that every Christmas Eve growing up, we went to a Christmas Eve Service at church. We would dress up in our very best church clothes to attend the special service. It would be filled with music, both from the choir and the audience. It would be a joyous occasion, extremely uplifting. The emphasis would be given though a message (some would call a sermon) as well as the music on the true meaning of Christmas. The birth of Jesus Christ and the visit by the three wise men presenting the Christ child with precious gifts. This tradition was not continued each and every year after my marriage and living what I consider my hometown (not my birth city). Sadly, it is one that I remember and miss the most.

The above pictures were taken after I had my eldest son and later after my marriage. The first photo is of my eldest son, John Thomas Waters III. He was named after my paternal grandfather who was also named after his paternal grandfather. The next one is the first Christmas photo after my marriage. And the last one is with my daughter for her first Christmas.

The next group of photos are random pictures of my family throughout the years.

More Random Christmas Photos:

Capture the memories with your family and friends while you are still able. You never know when one of them may no longer be with you. Photographs speak a thousand words, more than you’ll ever know. I wish I could spend another holiday with my dad, mom, husband, and grandparents, but sadly they will only be here in spirit.

I pray y’all had a wonderful Christmas and will have a blessed New Year.

Throwback Thursday #5

Throwback Thursday #2 – Way, Way, back…

This photo goes way back to before I was even imagined. I’m not sure who took the photo, however, it is a picture I inherited.

Doyce Eileen Watson

This is a photo of my mom back probably in the mid to late 1940’s, before she graduated from high school. It was taken in San Diego, California.

It is a piece of nostalgia, a small piece of my mom’s past. A way to know about her life especially since she never talked about her childhood or any portion before the life I knew with my family.

Throwback Thursday

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