From my archive:
https://medium.com/crows-feet/faded-photographs-95e67ada8d2f?sk=e02ea31143baf7c944fe603a73cabf4a
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#Ancesters #Grandmothers #PhotoRepair
Over 15 years ago, I had a photo of my mother's mother retouched. I'm sure today they can make her move and talk, but back then I thought they did a great job.
She was a vaudeville type back in the 1920's but fell in with my foreign service Grandfather when he was overseas in Latvia. I assume she was performing, because why else would a gal from New Jersey, US be in Latvia? My mom and her sister were born in Riga, Latvia, 1933 and '34.
We were always told she died from complications of a broken hip, but my step grandmother, grandpa's third wife, related, like many people, she was an opium addict.
I love that idea of her being an artist and hanging 'round the opium dens, though I'm sure the reality wasn't so rosy.
Anyway, here she is, Marilla Cole.
My beloved bride, Jennifer, has been poking around on ancestry.com and she found something in my family tree that is freaking awesome.
If the information is accurate, she has a branch of my father’s family tree going back to the American Revolution in the 1770’s. One family was living in White Plains, New York and at some point their family home was used as a headquarters for none other than George “Father of Our Country” Washington.
Ho… ly… shit.
Yeah, that’s right. Me and President Washington are old family friends. No big deal, really.
My wife may also have tracked a branch of my family tree going all the way back to the 15th century. Again, no big deal*.
*That is sarcasm. It is totally a big deal. It is an epically big deal.
https://robertjames1971.blog/2023/11/30/ancestry/
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