Helmer Widlund´s collection (he was a sort of town photographer from the 30´s and on). Like this one on the left, which I find very charming, with his son posing in front of the bus to Kalix, a town about an hours drive to the north of us.
I love looking at old pictures of places I know, sometimes things are so changed it´s impossible to guess where it´s taken. Luleå has changed a lot, first there was a big fire in 1887, which wiped out a big part of town. Then there was a demolition craze in the 50´s and 60´s, where old wood houses had to give way to new, modern, very boring and soulless concrete buildings. Not just here, but all over Sweden. Unlike England, where they have (or so it seems to me) always had an interest in and taken pride in their own history, saving at least some of it, Swedes haven´t always had that sensitivity. It´s a national trait to be proud of our rationality. Progress, that´s the thing! And I suppose there are worse faults.
a blog at the newspaper´s website, where they post interesting images as they turn up.
The one on the right is cute, from a local trade fair in July 1960 (the same year mum-and-dad-in-law moved to Luleå). They are demonstrating a stroller on runners, which might have sounded like a good idea up here in the north, but I don´t think it ever caught on!