Old photos show us what we’re made of. Our Grandpa Paul was a WWII veteran, a pilot, a trucker, an avid hunter, a father of eight, and a photographer. We inherited many of his photos and albums. Verna and Paul. Franklin, Minn. 1970. This was his owner-operator trucking company, Scharfencamp Trucking. He hauled a bit […]
My Grandmother on her wedding day. September 1949. So classy; she looks like a movie star. I miss you! ~shared by @jasonlevy88 View on Instagram →
Old family photos are like little clues about ourselves. Bit by bit, they reveal pieces of us. This is my Great Auntie Ruby and Great Auntie Tuppence at the beach — probably Surfer’s Paradise, in Queensland Australia — in 1910 with their bulldog puppies. We found this picture at my mother’s and were surprised to […]
My grandmother rowing a boat on Lake Wisconsin. Our family had a beautiful cottage on the Lodi side of the lake. My grandparents and great-grandparents owned a drugstore, so they took every chance they had to go to the lake for the weekend. My grandparents were Eagle Scout Leader and Den Mother for over 20 […]
My Grandma, fishing at the river in northern Michigan, circa 1960. She died when I was young, but I think we would have liked each other. A lot. I’m hoping I can carry on her legacy. ~shared by @trailphotog View on Instagram →
Let freedom ring! 1952, Small town America. Celebrating the Fourth of July with a mini-parade in Powell, Wyoming. My mom is marching and waving the flag, my uncle is playing the harmonica, and a neighbor friend is leading the procession, twirling her baton. ~shared by @debgarr9903 Happy Independence Day, y’all! View on Instagram →
High school sweethearts together forever. My grandparents lived a full, happy life together. They passed 10 days apart last year. They took really great care of their photos and for that I am thankful. As I prepare to go photograph a wedding, I feel like I wish I could thank the photographer who took this […]
My grandfather Eugene in June of 1961. I never got to meet him. He looks so proud of himself here and it warms my heart. I’ve wondered about him often; what he was like, and how my life would be different having had him as a part of it? I do know he was a […]
My grandmother Andree Gilles and my grandfather Georges Tonnellier holding my mother, Jacqueline Fougeron, in 1930. She was their first child. My grandfather was a filmmaker and a photographer. It is quite possible that he had put the camera on a tripod and used a self-timer device as this photo was found in his album. […]
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