It’s heartbreaking when family photos are abandoned simply because they are dusty, damaged, or show signs of wear and tear. Yet many families face tough decisions when cleaning out their attics, or following the death of a love one. What do you do with the old, worn photos? The good news is: old photos can […]
16 June 1960, New Delhi, India. My handsome ‘nanaji’ (maternal grandfather) Amrik Singh Rana and his cousins on his wedding day. Nanaji, born during the British Raj in India, had a love for modernity. He always brought his daughters western outfits from his travels abroad and had the sweetest curiosity for his grandchildren’s new gadgets […]
My awesome grandmother and her awesome Firebird. . She was born and raised in London; her home was bombed by the Nazis while she and her family slept. . She met my grandfather in Germany while he was serving in the US Army. After they got married, they moved to Kentucky. Later, they moved to […]
“Your story is the greatest legacy that you will leave…it’s the longest-lasting legacy you leave.” ~Steve Saint . Thinking of my parents as we remember and celebrate my dad, who passed away ten years ago. We honor his legacy on his tenth anniversary in heaven. . I love how happy my mom and dad are […]
This is where my love of vintage truly began! My grandparents, Mummu and Vaari, inspired me in countless ways. They were full Finnish and they were the “it” couple. Vaari was born in 1915. Mummu was born in 1917. People used to say Mummu was as beautiful as Marilyn Monroe, a beautiful blonde bombshell. This adorable […]
Some may see an old photo. We see a story. The young girl on the left is my Gran, Mima, circa 1925. She would have been 15 when this picture was taken. She loved theatre and being on the stage in amateur productions. She was always cast as a boy because she was tall. She […]
Me at the Memphis zoo, circa 1965. I had a broken arm from flying out of the tire swing we had. As I recall, I went over a small maple tree, then crashed and broke my arm in two places. I love the Hitchcock-ish lady walking in the background…not to mention the peacock sneaking up […]
On Thanksgiving morning, just before sunrise, my beloved grandmother shed her earthly skin. I’m at total loss for words, just sitting in heartache and sobbing. Nothing can fully prepare us for the day. The hour. The moment when death comes for us. It’s an indescribable pain and completely powerless feeling to watch someone dear to […]
My grandparents circa 1948, laying in the grass at Montgomery Bell State Park. They were newlyweds, and their faces say it all. My grandfather’s best friend married my aunt Hazel (grandmas sister), and that’s how they met. My uncle Ed brought my grandfather down to meet my grandma and they took the girls on a […]
During the early 1950s, my grandfather was Clark Gable’s and Victor Mature’s translator for the filming of “Betrayed” in Sittard, a quaint town in southern Holland where my maternal family has roots since the early 1900s. At that time my grandfather, Bep, (the grandkids called him Opa) was one of the very few in Sittard […]
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