Sepia Saturday 214 shows two people by a piano. For more Sepia Saturday posts, click the link. Because of the piano, I decided to go with the theme of musical instruments and found an appropriate photo. I come from a fairly musical family on both sides.
Here is a photo of my Pop with his alto saxophone in the late 1940s. He is pretending to use it as a cricket bat on a field somewhere in Christchurch. I have this photo on my wall as I absolutely love it! I even learnt on this saxophone for a few years when I was a teenager.
My Pop was a bit of a character. He was a joker. He had nicknames for everyone. My Dad was called Curly (he had curly hair), and my Grandma, Marta Hairy Legs (for obvious reasons). My Mum had a horrible nickname that she hated, so I won't write it here. My Pop was known as Jack but that wasn't his real name. His friends and family all had nicknames.
He used to play tricks on people as he drove past. If he went past a golf course and some golfers were about to tee off he would yell "FOUR" to try and put them off. His family were trying to hide in the back of the car.
So I like this photo as it captures a bit of his cheeky side which came out occasionally. I didn't know my Pop very well as he died when I was five. I only have vague memories of him as I was so young, so old photos of him keep him alive in our memories. Here is another photo of him in a more serious pose!