These are my grandparents with their adorable twins – my aunt and my father. This family portrait was taken in Cuba during the Batista years, circa 1947. My aunt and my father where seven years old when this photo was taken. Five years later, they left Cuba to resettle in Miami, so they would be […]
This is a photo of my aunt, my grandmother and my mother taken around 1942 or so in Huntsville, Alabama. My aunt, the young girl on the left, kept this photo with her every minute when she was sent to live with her aunt and uncle in Falmouth, Kentucky one summer after a bout with […]
I grew up in the cultural hodge-podge known as the mid 80s and early 90s. I feel caught in Gen-Y while the millennial side of me is saying it’s ok to drink the Kool-Aid (which I drank a lot of growing up). It was the golden age of Nickelodeon and MTV. I played outside…a lot. […]
Throwing it back to childhood in the Bronx, rockin’ the metal skates and saddle shoes! I was around six years old in this photo. I’d like to say I learned to skate well, but metal on cement worked at cross purposes to my effort. Just out of the photo, three houses up, is the Hadley […]
A photograph can be an instant of life captured for eternity that will never cease looking back at you. -Brigitte Bardot This is my great-great Aunt Lenore. She was one of those ladies that all children loved, and who loved all children. Going to her little apartment in Davenport, Iowa was delightful. It was even […]
This image haunts me. I wish I knew more about the story behind it. Here’s what I do know…this is a photograph of my paternal grandfather, Enoch Lewis, with five of his six children, including my father, John Lewis, who is the third child from the left. The pictured was was taken in 1943, right […]
The tell-tale signs are appearing – a yellow, brown or hazy fog is starting to emerge. These are the inevitable symptoms of aging magnetic photo albums. And many families have an abundance of albums like these, languishing on shelves around the world. Magnetic photo albums were a popular storage method for photos throughout the 1970s, 1980s […]
My Dad owned a delicatessen in the city and our family lived next door to the store in a two-family home. In the summer of 1957, we were getting ready to move out to the suburbs since my Mom was pregnant with my brother and we needed more space. This picture of my sister and me […]
Sitting on my Mom’s lap, circa 1940s. I love so much about this photo, from the wallpaper to the chair, to the curtains. Being the oldest of six children, I had special times with mom. I don’t remember how old I was in this photo, but I’m guessing my sister, Lark, may have been down […]
“When our hearts turn to our ancestors, something changes inside us. We feel part of something greater than ourselves.” -Russell M. Nelson Sometimes, the best way to make sense of the present is to look to the past. After all, our stories started before us and will be continued by the next generation. Today, we […]
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