Dad, where are your old photos? On a warm summer afternoon, a 6 year-old boy in Tel Aviv, Israel asked his father, “Dad, I’d like to see what you looked like as a kid. Can you show me some pictures?” At once Yair was filled with nostalgia, but also dread. Although he knew old photos of him […]
On our quest to save family photos, we run into kindred spirits. We meet like-minded people who are passionate about preserving photos and the stories they tell. They inspire us; they challenge us; they keep us going. And often, their stories surprise us! That’s why we were thrilled to connect with the founders of ScanCafe, who shared […]
This community of photo lovers, family historians, and memory-keepers of all types continues to inspire us daily! You share such beautiful family photos and stories. . And speaking of beautiful photographs, look at this one of @peregrineblues grandmother on her holy first communion. . She was such a beauty, all the way until she passed […]
This photo of my mother captures a person I never really knew. . It was taken by my father in the early 1950s, when they were newlyweds living in a duplex on Lovers Lane. . He dreamed of being a photographer, but it took more than a decade (and the end of their marriage) for […]
I’ve been a nature girl all my life. . Despite growing up in a big city, I feel like I am most at home when I’m exploring nature. . My first trail “hike” was at four months old, tucked in a carrier on my dad’s back. He carried me up to the top of Vernal […]
We’ve all been there. It usually looks something like this: you’re standing in front of an open closet having a minor anxiety attack because you see the amount of stuff stashed inside. Most families have a closet – or even an entire basement – like this. The “stuff” inside ranges from priceless photos to random memorabilia that someone in […]
This guy would’ve celebrated his birthday this weekend. . This tintype of my grandad has been around for almost 131 years now. It’s been one of my dad’s prized possessions ever since I can remember. . My dad treasures this tintype of his father; the original is carefully tucked away in his valet. I remember […]
My dad always loved to spook me and my siblings with a scary story. And the true stories were always the scariest. The story that always gave us a thrill was when he was stung by hornets. Yikes. Last year, while scanning images from our family cabin in Mendocino county, I came across a picture […]
It’s a stereotype that Italian mothers are very protective of their sons, and for my grandfather, it was true. My grandfather George is the third from the right, posing with his newsboy buddies in 1924. George was the youngest of my great grandmother’s four boys and was her favorite. She always dreamed of a beautiful […]
This is Russ and Linda in 1966. They are my parents. My mom and dad were married in Los Angeles the DAY after they graduated CSUN. They met, got engaged, married, and graduated college in under 6 months! And they are still married, surviving my dad going to Vietnam, 4 kids, many pets, earthquakes, and […]
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