“Everything around us, ourselves included, is in constant change. Photography is our means of capturing now, and to remember where we’ve come from.” -Amanda Van Grandma would have been 86 this year. Here she is teaching home economics. I love her perfect cursive handwriting on the blackboard with the recipe for angel food cake! ~shared […]
My grandparents were the repository of all of the family photos. When someone died, all the albums and shoe boxes ended up at my grandparents’ house. There were always old photos to go through when I visited! My grandfather took great pains to reproduce some of these photos. The sight of my grandparents working on […]
Old photos are testaments to time, to memory, to our human history. But unlike us, they can live forever. Me, Mom and Apollo 13. JFK Space Center, 1970. Different times back then. There was no crazy security; we walked right up. And my Nana, who took this photo, had a great eye! This is straight […]
“You bring to the act of photography all the pictures you have seen, the books you have read, the music you have heard, the people you have loved.” -Ansel Adams My Nana and Uncle Tony in London, feeding the pigeons in Trafalgar Square. Though Trafalgar Square is the largest square in London, and is often […]
“A good snapshot stops a moment from running away.” -Eudora Welty Here’s a Southern story, from the Big Easy. This is my Grandfather George and his mother, Annette. My Grandfather was one and a half, and Annette was only 21 when this photo was taken in the 1940s in New Orleans. George’s father died before […]
When I heard that Mickey Rooney passed away, these images of my Grandpa popped into my head. They are some of my favorites from his younger days. I can see why my Grandma fell for him; he’s always been a handsome guy! The reason these particular photos flooded back into my mind was because my […]
Gather around. See scenes from a golden era, living and breathing as unforgettable memories. This is an old photo capturing a special moment long ago, an elegant wedding picture of my husband’s grandparents, Ernst and Marie, taken around 1913 in New York City. I love the intimacy of their pose, revealing the love they had […]
Sometimes the simplest memories are the best ones. My Mum in polka dots. Polka dots and red lipstick. Mum wore them a lot. And I can smell her perfume: “Intimate” by Revlon. She used a lot of it! ~shared by @oshootphoto View on Instagram →
To the wonder of old pictures, childhood memory, and family legacy.
That’s my Grandpa on the left and his brother, Dickie, on the right.
This photo was taken when they were little boys growing up in Toledo, Ohio.
When my grandfather was a little boy, he used to sit in front of the radio and listen to Bing Crosby and sing. So, he was given the nickname “Bing.” On the back of this photo, in faded ink, someone jotted this note: “Bing and Dick on our ‘ole Chevrolet.” ~shared by @allyinsac
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“Family faces are magic mirrors. Looking at people who belong to us, we see the past, present and future.” -Gail Lumet Buckley
My beautiful mother, Patricia, in 1968. She was just 24, and was photographed by her new beaux, my father, on his flashy Triumph Spitfire in Dublin, Ireland.
I love the sparkle in her eyes; she was so happy and in love.
Later, she mothered three girls, all of whom she was very proud.
Sadly, she passed away suddenly when I was just 30 years old. She was just 63. I thought I was all grown up until I lost her.
Sometimes I catch a fleeting glance of her in the mirror and realize she’s still with me. ~shared by @lostandfoundimages
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