But as I flip through old albums I see where my family came from. I see photos of my grandpa that look exactly like my brother. I have some resemblance to these people I've never even met. I have their genes. I have their name. And all I have to remember them by are a few photos and a couple stories that my parents have told me. I want to know more; I want to read their journals and understand the lives they led.
I came across this picture again of my great-grandfather (second to the left) and my great-grandmother (far right):

I'm enjoying the process of going through these old photos to determine what makes the wall and what doesn't. (We had a similar wall in our home in Milwaukee, but we've expanded it) I have one family line that has a ton of interesting photos and others who do not. I need to spend some more time tracking down photos from Steve's ancestors as well, so we have a collage fully representative as to where we came from. I want my children to have a daily visual of their strong heritage and to always remember them.
Correction--your great-grandmother is the one furthest to the right.
ReplyDeleteThanks mom! The photo was labeled as her in the center - but I even thought the far right looked more like her!
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you're finding those pictures. I can't wait to do my ancestor wall when we move in our new house and you're making me even more excited :)
ReplyDeleteI used those newspaper links from your post on Rob on mine...thanks for those. Talk soon! Can't wait to see the bed all done up.
I love this!! I have been collecting old photos as well. I want them all over my house!! This picture you have is totally awesome.
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