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My father-in-law on the far right, during his service in the Navy.

This photo was likely taken during a ship’s banquet, and the award he is receiving is for the bowling team! There were all kinds of awards pertaining to R&R.

He served in the Navy for 22 years! ~shared by @pepperw2

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My father-in-law on the far right, during his service in the Navy.

This photo was likely taken during a ship’s banquet, and the award he is receiving is for the bowling team! There were all kinds of awards pertaining to R&R.

He served in the Navy for 22 years! ~shared by @pepperw2

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B is for Brother. This is Leigh, my brother, Rawinia’s Dad. I was just 2 when he came along. He was born at home. I have a very vague memory of walking around Mom & Dads bed to the cot to see him for the first time. My memories are -feeling the bed spread brush against my arm as I approached and a feeling that things were different, exciting but a bit scary too! I have no memory of actually seeing him! #bisfor #fmsphotoaday #brother #memories @walker_leigh @moanawalker Thanks, lynne2691 http://ift.tt/1vbbq1H @savefamilyphotos

B is for Brother. This is Leigh, my brother, Rawinia’s Dad. I was just 2 when he came along. He was born at home. I have a very vague memory of walking around Mom & Dads bed to the cot to see him for the first time. My memories are -feeling the bed spread brush against my arm as I approached and a feeling that things were different, exciting but a bit scary too! I have no memory of actually seeing him! #bisfor #fmsphotoaday #brother #memories @walker_leigh @moanawalker Thanks, lynne2691 http://ift.tt/1vbbq1H @savefamilyphotos

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I have always loved this graduation photo of my cousin Ernie Ku’ulei Chang, Class of 1948 of McKinley High School in Honolulu, Oahu, Hawaii. She is a beautiful example of Hawaiian, Japanese, Chinese and German extraction.

She came to live with my family and me shortly after I was born because my uncle and aunt were going through a divorce. My mom was thrilled to have her because she was our live-in babysitter.

I used to fantasize that she was really my mom and had a difficult time separating myself from her.It was so bad that I would cry so hard when she went on a date that I would end up tagging along.

This didn’t go well as time went on of course, but she was a great influence in my life that I named my first child after her.Besides my mom, she taught me how to be a good mother, wife, teacher, sister, friend and human being…long live my Ku’ulei!

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I have always loved this graduation photo of my cousin Ernie Ku’ulei Chang, Class of 1948 of McKinley High School in Honolulu, Oahu, Hawaii. She is a beautiful example of Hawaiian, Japanese, Chinese and German extraction.

She came to live with my family and me shortly after I was born because my uncle and aunt were going through a divorce. My mom was thrilled to have her because she was our live-in babysitter.

I used to fantasize that she was really my mom and had a difficult time separating myself from her.It was so bad that I would cry so hard when she went on a date that I would end up tagging along.

This didn’t go well as time went on of course, but she was a great influence in my life that I named my first child after her.Besides my mom, she taught me how to be a good mother, wife, teacher, sister, friend and human being…long live my Ku’ulei!

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#savefamilyphotos. My maternal grandmother, Dorothy Alma Hendley (“Nanny”) died in 1972, about 7 years before I was born, only in her 50s.  I chose to use this image of her not realizing she would have been 100 years old this year.  In this photograph, taken around 1932 in Brooklyn, she was about 18 and holding her first born son, my Uncle Charlie.  I have been told throughout my life by those who knew her that I resemble her, both having red hair and round faces, similar body types.  From what I have been told, mostly by my mother, Nanny did not have the easiest life.  Having scarlet fever as a child left her with a “weak heart” and perhaps contributed to its shortened span.  She married Willie, my “Pop”, as a teenager, but seemed to have never been accepted by his non-english speaking, Italian immigrant parents, who lived directly above them, in their Brooklyn home, for a good part of their early years together.  Nor did they seem to accept her children, their grandchildren.  She was neither Italian, nor Catholic, but raised her six children Catholic to appease them.  She learned to cook Italian, making sausage and peppers, lasagna and other favorites, as well as, fried zucchini sandwiches for my mom and her sisters when they took the special  and rare trip to Coney Island via Subway on a hot Summer day.  She cared lovingly for over 30 years for her handicapped daughter, my Aunt Dorothy, her namesake, who was wheelchair-bound her whole life and passed away within a year of her own death.  Her husband’s paycheck didn’t always make it home to support this large family and money, as well as living quarters, were always tight.  As I post this I realize I am now twice the age she was in this photograph and my first born is just about the age her’s was here.  The winding path my life has taken is very different than her’s (and if I am fortunate, it will extend a greater distance) yet this difference does not lessen the connection I feel to her in the moment captured here.  #southtree #thelegacybox #oldphotos #oldphotographs #family #familyphotos #myfamily #familytree #1930s #vintage #depressionera #brooklyn #grandmother #vintagephotos #motherhood #notforsale Thanks, hensfeathers_vintage http://ift.tt/1nLHBX8 @savefamilyphotos

#savefamilyphotos. My maternal grandmother, Dorothy Alma Hendley (“Nanny”) died in 1972, about 7 years before I was born, only in her 50s. I chose to use this image of her not realizing she would have been 100 years old this year. In this photograph, taken around 1932 in Brooklyn, she was about 18 and holding her first born son, my Uncle Charlie. I have been told throughout my life by those who knew her that I resemble her, both having red hair and round faces, similar body types. From what I have been told, mostly by my mother, Nanny did not have the easiest life. Having scarlet fever as a child left her with a “weak heart” and perhaps contributed to its shortened span. She married Willie, my “Pop”, as a teenager, but seemed to have never been accepted by his non-english speaking, Italian immigrant parents, who lived directly above them, in their Brooklyn home, for a good part of their early years together. Nor did they seem to accept her children, their grandchildren. She was neither Italian, nor Catholic, but raised her six children Catholic to appease them. She learned to cook Italian, making sausage and peppers, lasagna and other favorites, as well as, fried zucchini sandwiches for my mom and her sisters when they took the special and rare trip to Coney Island via Subway on a hot Summer day. She cared lovingly for over 30 years for her handicapped daughter, my Aunt Dorothy, her namesake, who was wheelchair-bound her whole life and passed away within a year of her own death. Her husband’s paycheck didn’t always make it home to support this large family and money, as well as living quarters, were always tight. As I post this I realize I am now twice the age she was in this photograph and my first born is just about the age her’s was here. The winding path my life has taken is very different than her’s (and if I am fortunate, it will extend a greater distance) yet this difference does not lessen the connection I feel to her in the moment captured here. #southtree #thelegacybox #oldphotos #oldphotographs #family #familyphotos #myfamily #familytree #1930s #vintage #depressionera #brooklyn #grandmother #vintagephotos #motherhood #notforsale Thanks, hensfeathers_vintage http://ift.tt/1nLHBX8 @savefamilyphotos

#savefamilyphotos. My maternal grandmother, Dorothy Alma Hendley (“Nanny”) died in 1972, about 7 years before I was born, only in her 50s.  I chose to use this image of her not realizing she would have been 100 years old this year.  In this photograph, taken around 1932 in Brooklyn, she was about 18 and holding her first born son, my Uncle Charlie.  I have been told throughout my life by those who knew her that I resemble her, both having red hair and round faces, similar body types.  From what I have been told, mostly by my mother, Nanny did not have the easiest life.  Having scarlet fever as a child left her with a “weak heart” and perhaps contributed to its shortened span.  She married Willie, my “Pop”, as a teenager, but seemed to have never been accepted by his non-english speaking, Italian immigrant parents, who lived directly above them, in their Brooklyn home, for a good part of their early years together.  Nor did they seem to accept her children, their grandchildren.  She was neither Italian, nor Catholic, but raised her six children Catholic to appease them.  She learned to cook Italian, making sausage and peppers, lasagna and other favorites, as well as, fried zucchini sandwiches for my mom and her sisters when they took the special  and rare trip to Coney Island via Subway on a hot Summer day.  She cared lovingly for over 30 years for her handicapped daughter, my Aunt Dorothy, her namesake, who was wheelchair-bound her whole life and passed away within a year of her own death.  Her husband’s paycheck didn’t always make it home to support this large family and money, as well as living quarters, were always tight.  As I post this I realize I am now twice the age she was in this photograph and my first born is just about the age her’s was here.  The winding path my life has taken is very different than her’s (and if I am fortunate, it will extend a greater distance) yet this difference does not lessen the connection I feel to her in the moment captured here.  #southtree #thelegacybox #oldphotos #oldphotographs #family #familyphotos #myfamily #familytree #1930s #vintage #depressionera #brooklyn #grandmother #vintagephotos #motherhood #notforsale Thanks, hensfeathers_vintage http://ift.tt/1nLHBX8 @savefamilyphotos

#savefamilyphotos. My maternal grandmother, Dorothy Alma Hendley (“Nanny”) died in 1972, about 7 years before I was born, only in her 50s. I chose to use this image of her not realizing she would have been 100 years old this year. In this photograph, taken around 1932 in Brooklyn, she was about 18 and holding her first born son, my Uncle Charlie. I have been told throughout my life by those who knew her that I resemble her, both having red hair and round faces, similar body types. From what I have been told, mostly by my mother, Nanny did not have the easiest life. Having scarlet fever as a child left her with a “weak heart” and perhaps contributed to its shortened span. She married Willie, my “Pop”, as a teenager, but seemed to have never been accepted by his non-english speaking, Italian immigrant parents, who lived directly above them, in their Brooklyn home, for a good part of their early years together. Nor did they seem to accept her children, their grandchildren. She was neither Italian, nor Catholic, but raised her six children Catholic to appease them. She learned to cook Italian, making sausage and peppers, lasagna and other favorites, as well as, fried zucchini sandwiches for my mom and her sisters when they took the special and rare trip to Coney Island via Subway on a hot Summer day. She cared lovingly for over 30 years for her handicapped daughter, my Aunt Dorothy, her namesake, who was wheelchair-bound her whole life and passed away within a year of her own death. Her husband’s paycheck didn’t always make it home to support this large family and money, as well as living quarters, were always tight. As I post this I realize I am now twice the age she was in this photograph and my first born is just about the age her’s was here. The winding path my life has taken is very different than her’s (and if I am fortunate, it will extend a greater distance) yet this difference does not lessen the connection I feel to her in the moment captured here. #southtree #thelegacybox #oldphotos #oldphotographs #family #familyphotos #myfamily #familytree #1930s #vintage #depressionera #brooklyn #grandmother #vintagephotos #motherhood #notforsale Thanks, hensfeathers_vintage http://ift.tt/1nLHBX8 @savefamilyphotos

A is for adopted. This is Evelyn. She was adopted at the age of 4 by my Great Grandparents Ernest & Lillie. She was born out of wedlock to a housemaid called Agnes, father unknown. Unfortunately Evelyn died at the age of six. She was buried with my great grandad Ernest who had died two years previously. I share my birth date with her. I wonder what her short little life was like. She looks happy in this picture. #aisfor #fmsphotoaday #adopted #savefamilyphotos  I have set myself a challenge of using FMS to show you some old family pictures. The FMS theme this month is A-Z so let’s see how I go! Thanks, lynne2691 http://ift.tt/1v5xWc0 @savefamilyphotos

A is for adopted. This is Evelyn. She was adopted at the age of 4 by my Great Grandparents Ernest & Lillie. She was born out of wedlock to a housemaid called Agnes, father unknown. Unfortunately Evelyn died at the age of six. She was buried with my great grandad Ernest who had died two years previously. I share my birth date with her. I wonder what her short little life was like. She looks happy in this picture. #aisfor #fmsphotoaday #adopted #savefamilyphotos I have set myself a challenge of using FMS to show you some old family pictures. The FMS theme this month is A-Z so let’s see how I go! Thanks, lynne2691 http://ift.tt/1v5xWc0 @savefamilyphotos

This is a portion of the girls’ basketball team of Crooked Oak High School in Oklahoma City, OK, circa late 1930s. My Nana, Margie, is the tiny cutie at far left. Like me, she isn’t even 5 ft tall, and she really didn’t like basketball all that well. She only joined the team so she could wear shorts!  My great grandpa was very strict & wouldn’t allow her to wear them otherwise. {#savefamilyphotos #girls #basketball #team #1930s #vintagephoto #crookedoak #highschool #oklahomacity #okc #oklahoma #shorts #familyhistory} Thanks, veraviola_vintage http://ift.tt/1xBqREO @savefamilyphotos

This is a portion of the girls’ basketball team of Crooked Oak High School in Oklahoma City, OK, circa late 1930s. My Nana, Margie, is the tiny cutie at far left. Like me, she isn’t even 5 ft tall, and she really didn’t like basketball all that well. She only joined the team so she could wear shorts! My great grandpa was very strict & wouldn’t allow her to wear them otherwise. {#savefamilyphotos #girls #basketball #team #1930s #vintagephoto #crookedoak #highschool #oklahomacity #okc #oklahoma #shorts #familyhistory} Thanks, veraviola_vintage http://ift.tt/1xBqREO @savefamilyphotos

#waybackwednesday -
My great grandma Hazel (Foutch) Campbell Wehrenberg and her daughter-in-law Marie (Campbell) Flanagan, my maternal grandma. They were both phenomenal cooks. Great Grandma made they yummiest homemade rolls and her homemade strawberry shortcake - wow! She would take a large bowl and layer it with strawberries and homemade pie crust and it would sit and turn into this bowl of yumminess served with some whipped cream. Grandma made delicious food too. Her homemade chicken and dumplings were a family holiday favorite and her Christmas goodies - fudge, mincemeat cookies, homemade chocolate covered cherries - I’m making myself hungry just thinking about them. 
I love this picture. The family had finished eating and these ladies were taking a short break before tackling the dishes. My grandma looks a little annoyed that her picture is being taken; she preferred to be the photographer so it’s special to have a Flanagan family photo with her in it. Great Grandma, in spite of working hard in the kitchen, has on a dress with her pearls and earrings; she made it look easy. I love seeing these ladies together. They were both so special to me and loved each other very much. 
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#waybackwednesday -
My great grandma Hazel (Foutch) Campbell Wehrenberg and her daughter-in-law Marie (Campbell) Flanagan, my maternal grandma. They were both phenomenal cooks. Great Grandma made they yummiest homemade rolls and her homemade strawberry shortcake - wow! She would take a large bowl and layer it with strawberries and homemade pie crust and it would sit and turn into this bowl of yumminess served with some whipped cream. Grandma made delicious food too. Her homemade chicken and dumplings were a family holiday favorite and her Christmas goodies - fudge, mincemeat cookies, homemade chocolate covered cherries - I’m making myself hungry just thinking about them.
I love this picture. The family had finished eating and these ladies were taking a short break before tackling the dishes. My grandma looks a little annoyed that her picture is being taken; she preferred to be the photographer so it’s special to have a Flanagan family photo with her in it. Great Grandma, in spite of working hard in the kitchen, has on a dress with her pearls and earrings; she made it look easy. I love seeing these ladies together. They were both so special to me and loved each other very much.
#family #savefamilyphotos #southtree #thelegacybox #grandmaskitchen #oldphoto #vintagephoto #familydinner Thanks, jenlynne26 http://ift.tt/1v4I7xH @savefamilyphotos

Our #TheLegacyBox contest with @southtree is in full swing! Here’s one of our favorite entries so far… My grandmother (age 18) and great uncle (age 4) in summer of 1954.

They were enjoying the water at their favorite swimming hole in the “little black river” within the countryside of Ripley County Missouri. Today a bridge passes over this part of the river.

I love looking through my family photo albums. I am so very grateful to have these photographs, some dating back nearly 100 years. ~shared by @cockroachmotel

Don’t forget to follow along with @southtree + add #thelegacybox and #savefamilyphotos when you share some of your favorite vintage photos! Thanks, savefamilyphotos http://ift.tt/1rFr3y1 @savefamilyphotos

Our #TheLegacyBox contest with @southtree is in full swing! Here’s one of our favorite entries so far… My grandmother (age 18) and great uncle (age 4) in summer of 1954.

They were enjoying the water at their favorite swimming hole in the “little black river” within the countryside of Ripley County Missouri. Today a bridge passes over this part of the river.

I love looking through my family photo albums. I am so very grateful to have these photographs, some dating back nearly 100 years. ~shared by @cockroachmotel

Don’t forget to follow along with @southtree + add #thelegacybox and #savefamilyphotos when you share some of your favorite vintage photos! Thanks, savefamilyphotos http://ift.tt/1rFr3y1 @savefamilyphotos