I remember my mother referring to the Triborough Bridge which connects the boroughs of Manhattan, Queens, and the Bronx in New York City. But I don’t remember her talking about the Hell Gate Bridge. It connects Astoria to the Bronx and is very distinctive looking with its masonry towers. It looms hugely in the background in many snapshots of my mother. From this bridge, I was able to place these photos as being taken in Astoria Park.
It is July 1942, and she is dressed to play tennis. She is wearing a striped shirt that appears to be a knit shirt like a polo shirt. Her white overalls are wide legged, and she is wearing saddle shoes. A long, lightweight coat is thrown over her shoulders. The top part of her hair is gathered back and blowing in the wind. The rest hangs in thick curls. The tennis racket and ball are held in one hand.
I imagine the shirt to be red and white striped and that the socks are red to match.
Those are cool sunglasses!
I don’t know if she played much tennis that day, or had a winning technique, but her photographer sure scored some great shots!