On my Mom’s side of the family, we have an arsenal of pictures. I have pictures of grandparents, great grandparents, aunts, uncles, hell friends of the family whose names nobody remembers any longer. (I seriously have 4 books of a family who was very close to my great grandmother whose identities are largely forgotten.) On Dad’s side, not so much. He has pictures from his childhood, but not a lot that predates it. Which means it was double awesome when a cousin looked him up on facebook and then found me as well. This cousin, John, sent pictures of my great grandfather, my great grandmother, my grandmother, and my great aunt (not pictured here). (He is my great grandfather’s nephew. Do not correct me if he’s not technically my cousin, K?)
I had never seen my great grandparents on that side. I had never seen a picture of my grandmother as a young woman. Facebook’s got problems. And I hate it for some of it’s changes. But, bottom line, we would never have connected without it. And I would not have this generous gift. Thanks cousin John. It’s wonderful having you in the family.
On the left is Ruby King, my great grandfather.
Top right is Beatrice King, my grandmother.
Middle right is Wanda King (later Powell) my grandmother
Bottom Right is George Powell, my Dad. (That’s one from my collection.)
Linking up here with Galit Breen of These Little Waves and Alison of Mama Wants This. Love the Memories they capture.
Jessie Powell is the Jester Queen. She likes to tell you about her dog, her kids, her fiction, and her blog, but not necessarily in that order.