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Photograph Showcase: Mary’s Family

 

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Costello & Young, photo taken in Spokane, Washington; back l-r:  John Costello, Mary Brown Young, Andrew Brown Young, Catherine Brown, James Young, Alexander Brown Douglas Young; front l-r:  Virginia Ann Costello, Vincent Wallace Costello, Daniel Ramon Costello, and George Vickers Young

 

This lovely photo is another gem from the small group of photos that Aunt Barbara sent home with my sister for me to scan.  I have had a similar photo for many years.  But it was scanned a long time ago on an all-in-one scanner and has far less detail.  This copy is so nice.

This group of loved ones are all related to my great grandmother, Mary Brown Young.  She is the wife, daughter, sister, or mother of each person in this image.

What a treasure!

 

 

 


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Photograph Showcase: The End of My Brown Family Pedigree in Photographs

 

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James Young & Catherine Brown

My Brown family from Scotland has been on my mind, heart, and blog for the last few weeks.  I wrote about my cousin Mary Brown Wood twice – here and here.  I shared a photo of my great-grandaunt Catherine Boles Young here.  Catherine is the great-granddaughter of my 4th great-grandfather Andrew Brown, who I wrote about here.

The more time I spent thinking about my Brown family, the more I found myself wishing for photos that likely don’t exist.

This lovely photo is of my 2nd great-grandparents James Young & Catherine Brown.  Catherine is the granddaughter of Andrew, the first cousin of Mary Brown Wood, and the mother of Catherine Boles Young, or Kate.

Catherine Brown is the end of the line for me when it comes to photographs in my Brown family.  But that wasn’t always the case.  Several years ago now, I reached out to a cousin who shared this and many other family photos with me.  Before contacting him, my photo pedigree ended with my great-grandmother Mary Brown Young, the daughter of James Young & Catherine Brown.  Maybe one day I will find another cousin who can help me push back my photographic pedigree a bit more.  But for now, I am so grateful to have this photo.  It sits atop my piano in a place of honor.

 

Happy Thursday, I hope you make a fantastic photo discovery today!  If not, I hope you will consider preserving and sharing a precious photo from your collection.

 

 


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Photograph Showcase: Kate & Bill – for just 5 years

 

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William Joseph Millan & Catherine Boles Young

Kate & Bill were both born in Scotland.  Bill arrived in the US first in 1907 when he was just 19 years old.  Kate arrived in 1910 when she was 11 years old.  They married on 4 September 1918 in Montana.  I imagine this photo was taken near that time.  What a beautiful portrait.  I love Kate’s dress!

Two years after they were married, Kate & Bill welcomed their only child into the world, Catherine Lucille Millan.  Young Catherine was born in Montana.  Kate would only live for three more years before succumbing to tuberculous meningitis on 18 July 1923.  She died just a few months shy of her 24th birthday and her 5th wedding anniversary.

Life can be bitterly unfair at times.  She served as a nurse, we believe during WWI.  She was my great grandmother’s only sister.  She was a daughter, a wife, a mother.  People loved her, needed her, and yet, she passed from this life too soon.

William would go on to struggle for many, many years.  He was not able to care for Catherine Lucille as a single dad working in the mines.  So, she was bounced around between relatives.  Eventually, she would marry and have three children of her own.

This photograph is one of very few remnants of Kate’s short life.  I hope her small posterity will find it here and treasure it.

 

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Here is the original scan.  The handwriting in blue ink is Aunt Barbara’s, and the writer of the penciled words is unidentified.  This photo was loaned to me by Aunt Barbara to scan.  I am so glad.  I did have a previous scan of this photo that was done on an all-in-one scanner several years ago.  It wasn’t nearly as detailed as this version.  Notice the photographers mark in the bottom right as seen below:

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Happy Thursday, I hope you make a wonderful photo discovery this week!

 

 


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Photograph Showcase: Just the Beginning

 

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Naomi Skeen, Rulon Powell Peterson, and young son Ronald Skeen Peterson, about 1928

My great-grandparents, Rulon Powell Peterson and Naomi Skeen, married on the 29th of October 1924.  Sixteen months later, my Grandpa was born on Valentine’s Day in 1926.

He enjoyed nearly three years as the only child until his sister Janice was born on the 29th of December in 1928.  Eventually, he would have five younger siblings.

But not yet.  First, he was the only child of his wonderful parents.  It was just the beginning of their family.  The beginning of my Grandpa’s journey through life.  The beginning of a life that would become meaningful to so, so many, especially to his posterity of 53 (soon to be 54).

But on the day this photo was taken, my Grandpa was just a darling little boy wearing a very white romper standing next to his parents.  I wonder if on this day anyone knew just how amazing this little boy would become?

 

 

 

ps – Isn’t this photo fantastic?  I love Naomi’s clothing, all of the details – so pretty!  I even love how damaged the photo is.  Normally I clean photos up quite a bit.  But not this one.  ❤️

 

 


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Photograph Showcase: The Anniversary Pendant

 

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Deane Alice Duval, wearing her mother’s anniversary pendant

When you are the daughter of photographers, you have your picture taken a lot.

Like, a lot, a lot.

So when you are the great-granddaughter of photographers, you have seen a lot of photos of your Grandma.

Like, a lot, a lot.

So sometimes, the photos kind of blur together in your memory.  And sometimes, bits of stories and treasures in those photos go unnoticed.

And then, every now and again, a detail pops out of a photo and smacks you in the face for the first time.  The detail was always there, but it went completely unnoticed until one day, it didn’t.

I scanned this photo.  A long time ago.  But I scanned it.  That means I looked at it at least three times.  Once before I put it on the glass, once on my computer screen, and then again when I pulled it off the glass.  But who knows how many other times I looked at it?  I don’t.

But just last night when I was flipping through images to choose a photo to share, a detail in this photo jumped right out at me for the first time.

 

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The pendant my Grandma is wearing didn’t belong to her.  I don’t know if it ever did.

There have been three owners that I know of.

First – my great-grandmother, Hope Estelle Maffit.  According to my mother, it was an anniversary gift given on the first anniversary of her marriage to my great-grandfather in 1931.

Second – my mother.  I remember her wearing it a lot when I was growing up.  Only ever on Sundays, but still, she wore it a lot.  I frequently wore my mother’s jewelry but I don’t remember ever wearing this.  I loved it, but I never wore it.  Maybe I wasn’t allowed.  I don’t remember.

Third – me.  A surprise.  Last year when I went for a visit, my mom gave it to me.  I didn’t know what to say.  I don’t think I ever told her how much I loved it.  But of all the pieces of jewelry she owned, it was the one item I would have chosen for myself after she is gone.

Treasure doesn’t even begin to describe how I feel about it.

But finding it in this photograph last night – there just aren’t words to explain how this photograph struck me.

Four generation of women.

One pendant.  A gift to symbolize love.  A love that is one-eighth of my story.

 

A treasure, to be sure.

 


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Photograph Showcase: Leaving California and The Coffee Cup

 

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Deane & Frank Duval

 

My great-grandparents were adventurous at a time when being adventurous kept your family fed.  They traveled around with their little family of four, working where they could find a job, and leaving when the job ended or they needed more – more opportunity, income, etc.  Eventually, they settled in Spokane, Washington and started a photography studio in their home.  But before settling down was what seemed best, one of their stops was in Pacific Beach, California.

According to their daughter, my Grandma, as they were traveling through California, they stopped and her dad decided it was a great place for a restaurant.  So for a time, they owned and ran The Coffee Cup.  This photo taken in front of The Coffee Cup has a simple inscription on the back:DUVAL, Deane and Francis Duane, leaving California - back

Leaving California.

As I have studied the photos from this time period and gone over my notes I am a little bit puzzled.  Was the Coffee Cup in Pacific Beach or in a different part of California?  This photo doesn’t look very much like the San Diego I am familiar with.  Also, there are photos of my Grandma in Pacific Beach that seem to be taken well after this photo.  Did they make two California stops?  I really wish that simple inscription contained one very important detail – the date!  😉

Oh well, I imagine as I continue going through photos, the timeline will become more clear.  So for now, I am going to enjoy this awesome photograph of my Grandma and her younger brother sitting atop their trailer in front of their little restaurant as they leave it behind in search of the next adventure in their journey.

My great-grandparents were such excellent photographers!  They gave me no end of photos to stare at, wonder about, and puzzle over.

I am so grateful.

 

Happy Thursday, I hope you make a fantastic genealogy discovery today!  If not, maybe label a photo or two so your great-granddaughter won’t be left to wonder.  🙂

 

 


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Photograph Showcase: Christmas 1952

 

COSTELLO Christmas, 25 December 1952

25 December 1952, from l-r:  Uncle Frank (barely peeking out), Auntie V, Grandma Deane holding Uncle C.

I love this adorable Christmas photo!

 

There is just so much to love about it.  The little Charlie Brown Christmas tree in the center of the room may be my favorite part.  It’s so perfect for my sweet little Auntie V to help decorate and enjoy.  But then there is my Grandma, squatting down, wearing peep-toe heels, holding a baby and somehow keeping her balance.  And what about that strand of pearls?  This may be the only time I’ve ever seen her wearing a strand of pearls.  My Grandma was more the hunting and fishing type.  I also love the ball toy.  My own children had two different updated versions of this same toy.  And of course, that hobby horse is fantastic!  One last little gem to point out is Grandma’s only sibling peeking in just a tiny bit from the left.

Do you have any favorite family Christmas photos?

 

 

And just for fun – here is the original scan before I worked a little PhotoShop magic:

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I straightened, cropped, edited out dust and adhesive residue, and repaired the portions that were torn away by tape.  I prefer to remove distractions from old photos.  How do you feel about editing old photos?