06/09/2026
Stories from my Grandma
1960 | Working at the Railway Station π
There is something about old photographs that makes you long for a time you never fully knew, or a time you wish you could visit again.
1960. Working at the railway station. A different pace of life, when journeys took longer, stories travelled from one person to another, and showing up for work meant becoming part of the rhythm of a community.
I look at moments like this and wonder about the conversations, the dreams, the laughter and the ordinary days that eventually became history.
Some memories live beyond the people who made them. They remind us where we come from and how much life has changed.
Yearning for yesteryear. π€π
#1960