“All photographs are there to remind us of what we forget.” -John Berger The good old summertime! My Mom (center) her best friend, Shirley (left) and another friend posing for a beach picture early 1940s. I have found how priceless these photos are as I have aged. ~shared by @dianelavery View on Instagram →
Kiss Cousins. Pictured are me and my sister (identical twins!) and my two cousins Cybele and Eric. This photo was taken in the backyard of my grandmother’s home in East Los Angeles, Circa 1977. Growing up in Los Angeles surrounded by older cousins, we were exposed at a very young age to classic 1970s rock. […]
This is a most precious picture of my Grandmother, sitting on the log at the far left, around 1894 at the age of 10. Also in the picture are her brother and sister, far right, near the dog. It reminds me of a scene from a Little Rascals episode. I never knew my Grandmother. She […]
Last weekend we visited my great aunt and celebrated her 86th birthday. She developed Alzheimer’s last year and was moved into assisted living with her husband of over sixty years. The house and most of their belongings were sold. My father is in charge of the old family photographs. I picked out my favorite images […]
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 […]
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