Picture of the day:
The mystery picture, Dad on the right Uncle Clyde on the left, the center looks like dad coulda been his twin, methinks. But dad was the oldest of 13 kids. (growing up lots of folks first name was Uncle or Aunt!)
Today’s stuff:
I was born late (family wise) and there were few OLD people left in our family. I didn’t get to know either of my grandpas. I remember Granny Lloyd very well, but not granny Darnell. Funny thing about that one I remember Granny Darnell’s daddy very well. He was Grandpa Hilly. He was actually my Great Grandpa but growing up I didn’t realize that. Yes, he outlived his family. He was a County Judge and farmer near Toccoa, GA.
Granny DArnell and her cow. Taken on the Art Cloth Mill village.
I said all that only to say when we visited Granny Lloyd she would always reach into her ‘bosom’ pullout that little clippy change purse and find me a nickel.
(This was taken in 1943, South Gastonia where she lived in a 'shot gun house'. Meaning a straight thru home, you could stand in the front door and see out the back door.)
But what I remember next was the ‘old worn-down Shoe Box’. She would let me get her ‘shoe box full of pictures’ down and look thru them. I would give a thousand dollars for that shoe box now with the names on the back.
Are you puzzled about any old pictures you have? I have one picture, I put it on our Kodak Frame. It is my dad and two men. One I know, is Uncle Clyde, the other remains a mystery. As far as I know there is no one alive today who would know that man. I am pretty sure he is an uncle but I had so many (14-16), I cannot place him.
Some small mysteries will never be solved in this life. I tell myself, “Live with it Jack!”
YEP, it is dangerous for me to think.
Nite Shipslog
PS: Some of the pictures I use came from cousin Dewey. On one copy of the mystery pic I labeled the mystery man Uncle Doyle, he was daddy's BIL.
Oh, I do have so many photos not labeled. I wish they were.
ReplyDeleteAnd I love how you remembered your granny! :)
My mom left a lot pictures behind, all unlabeled. Lots of questions here. I'm sure she lived a good life and had fun, but I don't know or recognize any of the people she had fun with.
ReplyDeleteI was lucky enough to inherit my mother's box of family/friends pictures. I knew who several of them were and some were marked on the back. The ones that were unmarked and I didn't know I sent to my brother in PA to see if he knew who any of them were. He passed away and his widow threw them out..along with a lot of other stuff...but that's water under the bridge, I guess.
ReplyDeleteI came along late in life, too. My father was 53 when I was born and 57 when my brother was born (mother was 18 years younger-they married late in life). My cousins , and there were tons of them, were all adults or late teens when we were born. I knew my mother's mother (Stella) and loved her dearly but my father's mother was long gone. Granddad on father's side lived with us when I was little but went to live in town when I was 4 or 5. I can still remember him on the farm and he was very strict and didn't like me much. Gramma Stella made up for it though-I think I was her favorite...or at least that is how I felt.
Have a wonderful Friday the 13th. Stay safe. Hugs and love- Diana
I have some old picture but my gramma was good about labeling them!!
ReplyDeleteWonderful memories, Jack. Thank you my friend.
ReplyDeleteGod bless you and yours.
So many smiling, unknown faces in these olden black-and-white photographs. One moment in time captured for eternity ... but sad at the same time. Not exactly like the tomb of the unknown soldier, but that's what I'm thinking.
ReplyDeleteMy mother had one of those same little coin purses that I still carry with me.
when we moved almost 10 yrs ago, I found I had easily two big boxes of photos, dating back easily to the 1970s. Erin had agreed that she will spend some afternoons to sort through them. I have large manila envelopes and will put different photos in each envelope.
ReplyDeleteMy gr-mas had those little coin purses but I don't know where they went.