Steamboat Springs, CO around 1910-1914

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Dug out the Steamboat Springs photos. I need to try to get my mom to talk my uncle into sending out another photo album for scanning. My Grandmother had 3 she used to sit and show me with stories of who and where every time I was out to visit. She gets the credit for teaching us that photos are precious and are to be kept protected. I also think we got lucky in that she and my Grandfather were friend with a budding photographer then.


Train depot in Steamboat.




The Cabin Hotel built in 1909. It had 100 rooms, mainly for visitors who came to visit the hot springs on the railroad. It burned down in 1939 and claimed two lives.




Not sure, maybe stock yards? Any guesses?




Path to Fish Creek Falls




Fish Creek Falls





Fish Creek Falls again




Another of Fish Creek Falls




River maybe Fish Creek




Grandma with arms full of Columbines.

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1. I love that last photo of your grandmother

with the columbines! What a shot!

I think the photo you thought might be a stockyard might be a mining company/settlement. Gold and especially coal were mined in Steamboat from the 1880's to the 1940's. There was a huge coal worker strike in 1913, and the Colorado governor called out the Nation Guard to bust it. http://www.yampavalley.info/history0036.asp

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3. I always loved that

picture too and have it hanging up as an 8x10.
I think you might be right on it being a mining camp. I forgot that my Grandfather had done something around mining camps. I don't know what he originally did but he ended up with the nickname Doc (he was not a doctor) because he would go help take care of people during a flu outbreak in a mining camp when everyone else was afraid to.

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2. I detested the days of hats, ties, and suits.

As a teen in the 50's, I grew up in the waning days of 'dress up.' Being forced to wear ties and suits for nearly every occasion, always with handerchief, I now refuse to do so under nearly every condition. I just can't imagine how detestible life was so enslaved to clothing in those days - especially for women. Just the washing and ironing of shirts could wipe out a day (Monday for wash, Tuesday for ironing) every week. How insane! Women, even on the hottest and most humid days, had to wear layers of full-length clothing - with undergarments I'd equate to "cruel and unusual" punishment. Even in my high school days, gals wore girdles (or were regarded as 'loose'). Yechhh!! :puke:

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4. I got to miss

though days fortunately. I barely remember having to wear a dress in elementary school, no pants for girls but that ended in third grade. But 7th grade I was in a school that had no dress code. Good thing because I am a jeans person and hate having to dress up even now. The last photo with the flowers I know my Grandmother was wearing her Sunday best dress because I have it. It is a beautiful silk, very light and airy even if it didn't look like it. I have a feeling they may of been dressed up for the occasion (photographer present).

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5. I tend to think of it as worshipping the 'leisure class'.

In the 19th century, the 'leisure class' had servants (and slaves) to do the washing, ironing, cleaning, and even the fanning on hot summer days. Suits and fancy dresses were the "raiments" of the nouveau Royalty. Rather than assert reason and sensibility, the working class were (and are) brainwashed into aspiring to be part of the (detestible) 'leisure class.' It can be seen in the aspirational fairy tales about the common girl who, through the heroic 'rescue' of a man, becomes a Princess. (She can't do it on her own, of course.) It's even a pernicious meme today: aspire to be part of the 'ownership class' (have your own slaves).

The class aspirations are rampant in popular propaganda, especially the propaganda that our children are awash in ... both in school in from Disney. After all, only Kings and Queens make history, right? We're obsessively told that only by being King or waging war will we ever "make our mark."