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I think that maybe, just maybe, the prevalence of cameras and images in our lives has somewhat devalued the experience of getting your photo taken. This is my mother as a teen in Philadelphia. I wanted to know what she was thinking about when the image was taken. So I took the time to ask […]

My grandmother Beatrice Bowman and her “tommy gun.” (Photo by my Grandfather, circa 1956.) Beatrice May Husler Bowman was born in 1930 and is currently living in Florida. She married my grandfather, Joesph Bowman on August 23rd, 1952. It has almost been five years since my grandfather passed away and my grandma says the pain […]

My father-in-law James A. Little passed away this week. He lived 89 wonderful years, raised four amazing children, has 16 grandchildren, and 33 great-grandchildren. He lived life to the fullest. He was a great man. I was just looking through some slides that were scanned and found this treasure taken in Mexico on a father […]

“It’s always good to remember where you come from and celebrate it. To remember where you come from is part of where you’re going.” – Anthony Burgess My grandparents Frances and Donald Bowling on their wedding day. They married at Florida St Church of God (now Main St Church of God) on the west side […]

My grandmother and her girlfriends took this in a photo booth sometime in the 1940’s. It’s stunning in my eyes. Although it feels very regal and contemporary, they were simple working class folks. She was half American Indian and one of 13 children living in rural south Louisiana. Girls of her era were married soon […]

I always assumed that my grandmother had never traveled farther than the Maritimes due to her fear of flying, but while cleaning out my grandparent’s basement, I discovered a series of photos of my grandmother in Arizona, California and Illinois during the 1940s. When I asked her about the photos, I was treated to an […]

How can we know where we’re going if we don’t know where we’ve come from? This photo of my grandma is my time machine. I was born in a tiny country called Slovenia. I’m visiting my hometown this week and exploring my family history, collecting old photos, talking to old relatives, visiting archives and building […]

This is a photo of my beloved grandma, Hattie (Buoyer) Sacca. I’m not sure when this picture was taken, but I’m guessing she was around 8 years old. Hattie was born in Raeford, North Carolina in 1916 to Sallie and John Buoyer. She was one of six kids. She met Thomas Sacca, a second generation […]

Can we all just take a minute to acknowledge how beautiful my grandmother Shirley is? This photo was taken in 1954 in her childhood home of Buhl, Idaho at the age of 18. Most likely she sent this picture off with a letter to my Grandfather, who was stationed away in the Navy. Today she […]

My father, Antoine, and his brother Georges with his new wife Camille “Mimi,” in Belgium just after WWII. They were known among friends and family as the three musketeers; they were inseparable and always laughing together. In this photo, my father had attempted to take a portrait of the three of them using his Agfa […]