It’s a stereotype that Italian mothers are very protective of their sons, and for my grandfather, it was true. My grandfather George is the third from the right, posing with his newsboy buddies in 1924. George was the youngest of my great grandmother’s four boys and was her favorite. She always dreamed of a beautiful […]
My Dad (left) and his brothers in Kentucky, circa 1954. Here my father was visiting his family in rural Kentucky. At this time, he already had two children of his own. Eventually, he would have five sons. I was second oldest. I like this picture because of the casualness and authenticity of the young men. […]
My grandfather’s smile was the kind that always spread from ear to ear. He was a storyteller, my favorite storyteller. But I didn’t ask enough questions. You can never ask too many. If you need help with questions, here are 10 you should ask: 1. What is your full name and when and where were […]
This is my grandmother, Anna, in France. A year ago, I lost her, and I was standing in my kitchen when my heart broke so wildly and completely that I thought I was dying too. Grief…what a spectacular haunting. And while my heart is still bruised, I am telling myself over and over, that she […]
This is how my mom looked when she mowed the lawn. Yep, she was pretty much amazing! I love this photo of her; my dad took it. The smell of my freshly-bloomed hyacinths reminded me so much of my sweet mom today. Spring is her season and everything about it is so her. How fitting […]
I recently found a negative of this beautiful photo that my father took. It’s my mother and my two older brothers in the suburbs of the Jersey Shore. I love discovering photos of my family I have never seen before. These images, and the memories they evoke, are such gifts. I now have all of […]
This is my great great grandmother Eve (pronounced Eva) Winberg Creagh. Last night I played with the Orchestra At Temple Square and the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. At one point they invited us to stand if we had a family member who is serving or who has served in the choir. I got to stand because […]
Me with my sisters Heather and Jinx, circa 1950. That building in the background was known as Oak Hill and was home to a whole slew of aunts and uncles, most of whom were living out their retirement years. Oak Hill as it was called was the main house on an old fashioned working farm. […]
Collaborating with loved ones makes family history research more meaningful. When my family first started working on our family tree, we were using different website services and only occasionally emailing or calling each other with updates. A few times a year, we would meet up, pass around folders of printed information and review homemade family trees. That process would […]
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 […]
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