Here's a real old photo I found in the bottom of a box in Mom's garage. In the scribble on the back, I can make out the names of at least three forebears -- Grandma Sprick, standing at left, baby Emma at far left, and toddler Annetta, at far right with the jaunty bow. That's probably Grandma's beloved stepmom in the chair. Can't make out the other names, though one appears to be "O'Brien."
Where's Alverna when we need her? She'd know who these folks are. Anna would too. We need to get Anna online.
Interesting P.S. on this one: Notice the lawn. One gathers that in those days, people didn't mow their lawns, at least farm yards (nor did they use noxious chemicals on them). Lord knows they had enough else to do. Can you imagine washing clothes for 12 kids? The online scrapbook editor can't even keep up with one teenager's laundry.
Monday, January 29, 2007
Back, back in time, further than we 've ever gone
Here's a real old photo I found in the bottom of a box in Mom's garage. In the scribble on the back, I can make out the names of at least three forebears -- Grandma Sprick, standing at left, baby Emma at far left, and toddler Annetta, at far right with the jaunty bow. That's probably Grandma's beloved stepmom in the chair. Can't make out the other names, though one appears to be "O'Brien."
Where's Alverna when we need her? She'd know who these folks are. Anna would too. We need to get Anna online.
Interesting P.S. on this one: Notice the lawn. One gathers that in those days, people didn't mow their lawns, at least farm yards (nor did they use noxious chemicals on them). Lord knows they had enough else to do. Can you imagine washing clothes for 12 kids? The online scrapbook editor can't even keep up with one teenager's laundry.
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