Deborah Lundbech's photos with the keyword: 1972

Bill, Sue, Glenn and Mike. October 1972

These are the friends who brought us there, after I said that Priory Park was what I wanted to see. This was my first trip back to England after emigrating. Linda was my old friend from Woodlands Avenue, Rayleigh, Next to her is her boyfriend, Graham, who she ended up marrying and next to him is his friend, whose name I don't remember

Terrible photo - but I loved this path as a kid. Almost at my Auntie Pearl's house. We walked on it after taking the bus from Leyton. This is the River Ching, and this picture was taken from Beech Hall Road, Highams Park, London.

This was my first trip back to England after emigrating.

This was my first trip back to England after emigrating. Looks like there's building going on beyond the wall.

This was my first trip back to England after emigrating. I had such happy memories of this place - it was wonderful to see it again. An old Woodlands Avenue friend and her boyfriend drove us there.

Brought forward for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of: LEAVE-TAKING Deliriously happy. First, we're ditching our parents for three weeks of freedom. Second, we're returning to England. We'd been gone almost eight years. It was 1972. Ruth and I had saved our money (mostly babysitting) and bought cheap student plane tickets and a BritRail Pass. We're seniors in High School but I was at a hippie school where I was told to "check out the women's movement in England" Ruth went to a regular school - I forget what she was supposed to do to "justify" 3 weeks off. Our parents - not really the kind to worry (we're seventeen with no idea what we'll do for three weeks when we get over there except for a few nights at relatives) - sent us off in high spirits - lots of jokes and cracking each other up - general hilarity at the depot. In contrast, the American girl that went with us was saying an emotional goodbye to her mom who was also teary and worried. The really funny thing about this was that their reaction was so foreign to us I can remember saying in disbelief "Wait, you're not crying are you?" - not to be mean but astounded!

My father's Auntie Lena. A sister of his mother Catherine. Betty, Frank and Sheila's mother. Betty and Frank's father was Jack Willy. Sheila's father was Ned Murphy. Sian and Kathryn's grandmother. (and Patricia [Tricia] and Paul's)

L to R: Betty? Brian Lundbech, Joan Lundbech, Margaret (Lundbech) Harvey, Ron Harvey, Gillian (Powell) Lundbech, Jayne Harvey.

My visit to Wales in 1972. Taken at St. Fagan's where a Welsh school girl stuck out her tongue at me! For no reason!! L to R: Sheila Murphy, my Dad's cousin, Aunt Joan, my Dad's sister and Kathryn Murphy (she was married but don't remember her last name.) She was Sheila's daughter and I wanted to BE her - she had her own flat, a cute husband, she was beautiful and brilliant and had sung on Welsh television when she was a child. While I was there she had just got her grant (she was at University) and had just bought the most perfect dress I could ever imagine owning. I had just turned 18 (days before) and couldn't wait to have a life like that!!

Taken on my first visit back after emigrating to the States 8 years earlier. The relatives have come to meet me. I was staying with my Auntie Joan (in the pink dress.) From L to R: Gerry Murphy, me, Auntie Joan, Sheila Murphy, Danny, and in front of him his wife Betty and in front of Betty their daughter Sian.

Taken for the yearbook in the summer of '71 so I'm 17 - I graduated 1972. This was one of two photos - the other was a serious one but I can't find it right now. I'll post it when I do. This was taken for the Wilbur Cross High School Yearbook but I actually ended up graduating from High School in the Community, an alternative education public option. I didn't have any other formal pictures taken between 8th and 12th grade.

See #4 for details.

See photo #4 for details.