Paul's parents, Mary & Jim
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Kestrel wrote:
LadyLeslie wrote:
Lovely McCartney family photo. Paul and Linda with Paul's father Jim and step-mother Angie, Heather, and Paul's Aunt Milly at far left... I'd guess this was taken in 1969.
Nice photo. Amazing to think that Jim was nearly 10 years younger in that photo than Paul is now !!
Yes it is! Paul always looks young for his age, I think because he tries to eat healthy and stays physically fit. I think at that time Jim was suffering from painful arthritis in his leg joints, that was the reason he wasn't able to travel to London for Paul and Linda's wedding. I'm sure being in that kind of pain all the time probably would age a person more. But he looks very happy here, and it looks like it was a happy day for the family.
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Yes, the photo was probably taken in the summer of 1969, but before Mary was born. Jim turned 67 on July 7th. There is another photo taken that day that I thought I had of Paul leaning over his dad from behind with his arms on his dad’s shoulders. Does anyone have that?
ETA: Found it on this thread - Leslie had posted it:
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Thanks, Nancy! This is another photo taken at same time, from what you posted above. Caption says that Linda took the photo.
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Love this photo of the McCartney clan, circa 1973
Paul, Linda, and family; brother Mike McCartney, wife and family; father Jim and stepmother Angie at far right.
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^ That other pose of shirtless Paul -
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Nancy R wrote:
^ That other pose of shirtless Paul -
I hear ya sister, loud and clear ... Paul is so-- I can't even say it
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Posted by a fan on Instagram - supposedly of Jim & Mary McCartney with baby Paul, 1942. Haven't seen this one before, it must have come from a previously published book or magazine.
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Nice interview with Paul's brother Mike McCartney, from The Wall Street Journal, July 23, 2019. He shares memories of his mum and dad and Paul, and of growing up in Liverpool.
https://www.wsj.com/articles/a-family-tragedy-taught-mike-mccartney-a-lesson-about-life-11563893052
Photo by Fabio de Paola
Growing up in Liverpool, England, I did things my way. In school, I tended to be a naughty boy. We’d do things like fill lunch bags with water and throw them from the top yard onto kids in the lower one. Invariably, we’d get caned by the school’s principal.
I loved mischief. Fortunately, my mother, Mary, was forgiving. I had a special relationship with her. She understood me better than anyone.
Mum was a midwife and home-visiting health aide. She was a strong woman who wanted the best for us.
My father, James, loved music. Like my older brother, Paul, he had learned to play piano on his own. He formed a ragtime jazz group with our relatives. Jim Mac’s band went around playing dances. If venues didn’t have a piano, he’d play his cornet.
Dad worked as a cotton salesman at A. Hannay & Co. at the Liverpool Cotton Exchange from the time he was 14. Cotton came in from America, and he’d size up the quality of bales with his hands.
Dad didn’t like putting things off. When Paul and I tried to delay our chores, he’d look at us and say, “D-I-N,” for “do it now.”
My parents prized education, but they didn’t have money for private school. Paul passed a test and went to the Liverpool Institute High School for Boys. I wasn’t expected to make it. Then something amazing happened. I passed. When I arrived home to tell my mum, she was mixing dough for her cakes.
After I told her I passed, I’ll never forget the look of pride and disbelief on her face. She came over and hugged me with all the white flour transferring from her hands and arms to my clothes and face.
One day in 1956, when I was 12, I walked into my parents’ bedroom and saw that my mum had been crying. She was alone at her vanity fingering her rosary beads.
She was looking at a photo of a relative who was a priest. I’d never seen the photo before and haven’t since. I asked her what was wrong. “Nothing, love,” she said. Now I realize she knew she was dying from breast cancer. A month or so later, she had to go into the hospital.
During a visit, Paul and I and our dad were asked to leave her room. She died a short time later. I had to come to terms with life when the most precious thing in my life was gone, ripped from my heart.
At first, I fought with everyone, but after about a year, I got it. I learned I had to appreciate living. My grief became easier once I understood that.
Watching Paul’s success with the Beatles in the early 1960s was amazing. Mum missed it, but dad saw it. I saw it. All of us had no hope at all. Suddenly, my brother proved anything was possible.
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Paul with his Dad, Jim, and brother Mike, circa 1962?
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I think this photo must have been taken around the same time as above, at Forthlin Rd
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^ I think those photos very well could have been taken the same day. By the trees I'd guess late summer of 1962.
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Nancy R wrote:
^ I think those photos very well could have been taken the same day. By the trees I'd guess late summer of 1962.
I think that's the right date too, and think they were taken on the same day.
This is the pipe at the back of the Forthlin Road house that Paul talked about during Carpool Karoake - that he used to climb up it late at night to get to his room, lol
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The pipe leads to the room where the toilet is!
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Nancy R wrote:
The pipe leads to the room where the toilet is!
Maybe Paul meant "I snuck in through the bathroom window"
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LadyLeslie wrote:
Nancy R wrote:
The pipe leads to the room where the toilet is!
Maybe Paul meant "I snuck in through the bathroom window"
At their home at 20 Forthlin Rd., there is a separate room where the bathtub and sink is, next door to the room where the toilet is.
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Nancy R wrote:
LadyLeslie wrote:
Nancy R wrote:
The pipe leads to the room where the toilet is!
Maybe Paul meant "I snuck in through the bathroom window"
At their home at 20 Forthlin Rd., there is a separate room where the bathtub and sink is, next door to the room where the toilet is.
Yep, same as ours, it's quite common here to have your loo separate unless you have a big or new house!
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Eeee Cor Blimey wrote:
Nancy R wrote:
LadyLeslie wrote:
Nancy R wrote:
The pipe leads to the room where the toilet is!
Maybe Paul meant "I snuck in through the bathroom window"
At their home at 20 Forthlin Rd., there is a separate room where the bathtub and sink is, next door to the room where the toilet is.
Yep, same as ours, it's quite common here to have your loo separate unless you have a big or new house!
Makes sense really if you urgently need the loo and there's someone in the bath.
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March 18: On this day in 1976, Jim McCartney died.
Paul’s dad was 73 and suffering from bronchial pneumonia. His death came days before Wings commenced a few live dates in Europe before heading over to the states; Paul did not make the funeral, though as his brother Mike pointed out, even with the excuse of business keeping him, he wasn’t inclined to face life events like this anyway.
The elder McCartney had been a band leader, of course, and encouraged Paul’s musicality, although he did warn him away from the influence of John Lennon and against giving up his future as a teacher to be serious about rock ‘n’ roll - for awhile, anyway.
1989’s “Put It There” was written by Paul as a tribute to his father.
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Sweet photo of Paul with his mother Mary and brother Mike (circa 1948?)
Posted by Paul this morning (at his official instagram) in honor of Mother's Day in the U.K.
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LadyLeslie wrote:
Sweet photo of Paul with his mother Mary and brother Mike (circa 1948?)
Posted by Paul this morning (at his official instagram) in honor of Mother's Day in the U.K.
Have never seen this one before!! I think it is probably 1946 in the summer. Paul 4, Mike 2 1/2.