I love going to antique markets and sifting through old photographs. Yet it’s even more magical when you sift through your family’s photos. The best kind of history is your own. My grandmother (shown in this photo) recently passed, and I flew to Manila to say goodbye and be with family. Going through her closet, […]
My Grandma with her Cub Scout troop which included my uncle and George Martin, author of Game of Thrones. He’s the boy in the center holding his chin. This was taken on boat lapping Manhattan, where he was obviously getting inspiration and ideas for King’s Landing! ~shared by @clam_digger View on Instagram →
My grandmother (age 18) and great uncle (age 4) in summer of 1954. They were enjoying the water at their favorite swimming hole in the “little black river” within the countryside of Ripley County Missouri. Today a bridge passes over this part of the river. I love looking through my family photo albums. I am […]
Here’s to the hardest dude I never met. This is my Great Grandfather Floyd Sledd. He was a boxer and a bootlegger. His nickname was “Hammer Head” if that gives any indication of his personality. I keep his picture pinned up on my board at work. When I look at him, it reminds me that […]
My great uncles Frank Olvera & Cruz “Cachi” Martinez, hanging out in the Los Angles area with an old Buick. I am lucky I found this photograph; it’s on it’s last leg with bad paper, but has a sweet inscription: “To Mother, Love Frank.” We lost uncle Cruz “Cachi” (on right) recently, and laid him […]
My grandma Olga was one of a kind. A loud and proud Italian woman who obviously caught the eye of everyone around her. She wasn’t afraid to tell you when you were wrong, and could charm absolutely anyone! She spoke many different languages and traveled often to Italy and France making new friends along the […]
Meet my grandpa, George Becker Hesse, who taught me so much about living well and dying well. Born in 1913 in Pennsylvania, his dad died when he was very young so my grandpa ended up settling in Kansas, farming his whole life. This photograph had to have been taken in his twenties. Not sure, since […]
“Photography is an act of love.” – Jay Maisel Me as a three year old. Cake by Nana, dimples my own. What I love most about this photo is the sincere smile and anticipation of tucking into my amazing birthday cake, made by my Nana! ~shared by @petrabryant View on Instagram →
This image is of my Grandad Andrew and his late wife Marie. I believe they were on their honeymoon when this photo was taken. They would have been in their mid-twenties in this photo. That’s all the information I have, but isn’t it a magical picture? I love seeing them young together. Grandma Marie passed […]
My grandmother Dorothy rocking a white one piece and bathing cap in the late 1930s. But the best part? She’s wearing a Mexican silver cuff on her left wrist. I love wearing that cuff and its’ matching twin now, but I admit I’ve never worn them to swim! ~shared by @duvenay View on Instagram →
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