Wooden boxes with T-N-T stenciled on the ends. I wish I could tell you what my dad was doing exactly. I can’t. I was just a very little kid, but I THINK they were using balloon bound radio receivers to determine how far into the atmosphere sound waves traveled. All I really KNOW about it is that the by-product of this research were these boxes which formerly held high explosives. My dad thought they were GREAT.
What’s also great, is that I wrote about them three years ago. It’s a good story. And here it is. T-N-T boxes.
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/02/06/rdp-thursday-explosive/
Women's Wilderness Legend “Summer is the season of inferior sledding” - Inuit proverb 
Darling photo, Martha…
❤ My cousin and I playing house. 🙂
Which one is you?
Wow! And such a cute and innocent pic
Who knew? 😉
Great story, Martha. If only those boxes could talk. Imagine the explosive revelations. They make excellent building materials. Sweet photo.
Do you ever wonder whether your father’s war time jobs might have contributed to his MS?
That was the theory — he got 100% disability from the government that assumed he got MS from what he did in the war. Cleaning latrines 😉
Dangerous job that.
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Love the photo and I agree, if those boxes could talk! the tales they’d tell!
For one thing they could tell me what my dad was doing 🙂
Exactly! That would be interesting wouldn’t it?
Yes it would. 🙂
So much happening in that photo!
I was very happy to find it. It’s definitely a moment in time. I don’t know why there is laundry on the grass though.
Everyone loves a good box! My dad had cigar boxes. I still have a couple that were decorated as keepsake containers by 12 year old me…
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The message from The Depression was, Don’t throw anything out.
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