Category Archives: Family Stories
My Dad was a salesman, which is sort of an entertainer. Always the nice guy, always “on”. Maybe that’s why I like this photo of him, rather pensive, not concerned with what others thought at the moment. Not selling anything. … Continue reading
He was born 126 years ago in Illinois.
I am rich. I don’t have much money, but I have family diaries and photographs. My grandfather kept diaries and ledgers. It might my favorite thing about him. He died when I was 12, so I didn’t really know him. … Continue reading
Done with the help of Kim Klassen’s Awaken texture and Brittney Murphy’s font Of Wildflowers and Wings from dafont.com.
Here’s another textured photo project. This is a photo from the 1940s of my childhood home with my brother and sister in the front yard. It’s a small picture to begin with so I didn’t want to crop it much. … Continue reading
This is a story that George told me when he was in his late 80s. He and a buddy would go to the fast food drive-up window and order the $0.99 children’s meals. When they got to the window to … Continue reading
In 1939 she bought a White sewing machine so she could make clothes for Jeanie who was born that year. I still have and use that machine. She painted in oils and in watercolors. In the 1950s she published stories … Continue reading
Today is Grandpa Roy Duncan’s birthday. Thomas Leroy Duncan was born 122 years ago in LaMoille, Illinois. Grandpa Duncan was the poster boy for Enthusiasm. He was always up for whatever activity was suggested. “I’m going to the store to … Continue reading
I do not like costume parties; I avoid them. I liked Halloween as a kid, but let that go after elementary school. I’ve only made one costume as an adult. It was, however, an outstanding one, if I do say … Continue reading
In December 1905 Thomas C. Duncan’s only child, his adopted son Frank, boarded the train in Chicago with his new bride Ida. They were the first in this close-knit family to leave the Midwest. Frank hoped to find a cure … Continue reading
It was easy to check some of the facts for my story on my grandparents’ horse barn, I just had to look at the photo albums. We have a lot of pictures although many are not labeled (sound familiar?). And … Continue reading
I like the old barns the best, the ones on their last legs, returning to the earth. And yet this one saddens me. It was the horse barn on my grandparents’ farm in Nebraska. When I was a child (over … Continue reading
The unmarked graves of my illustrious relatives were unsettling to me. And this reaction surprised me. Ashes given to wind or water have no stone anchoring them. And I find that inspiring. Why this unease over the Duncans’ burial place? … Continue reading
This is the first of (I hope) many family portraits. This man achieved some fame, but most of our relatives did not. My hope is that it humanizes those dry names and dates that cause such eye-rolling when ‘genealogy’ is … Continue reading
I read Angela’s post on finding out some of her heritage. She asks ‘where do you go to rediscover your heritage?’ and ‘why is the place so important to you?‘ Good questions. I know for me, not all ancestral … Continue reading