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This is the old family photo I was talking about in my PCon report in the Kindling Ancestral Hearths context.
In relation to me:
1. Great-aunt
2. Great-uncle
3. Grandfather, with pretty much the expression I remember him having. "Jolly" would have described him in a word, in my scanty memories (more emotional than visual). He died before I turned 4 years old in 1982, from lung cancer. Don't smoke, kids.
4. Grandmother, who outlived him by about twenty years.
5. Aunt.
6. Uncle.
7. Great-great-grandfather, who was 89 in this picture.
8. Father. I have no idea what he just did or said that everyone seems to be looking at him. I don't know if that's what his father (#3) was laughing so heartily at, either.
9. Great-grandfather John Robert, who I was talking about in the post.
10. Great-grandmother.
ETA: 1 should belong to the woman below and to her left, with the necklace and the dark dress. That's my great-aunt.
This was taken in 1948. All the numbered adults in this picture are now dead. My great-grandparents and of course my great-great-grandfather died well before I was born.
It amuses me that my mother's adoptive line (Coppedge) goes back to a name that served Henry VIII's house in some capacity (clerks, that sort of thing). On her biological side, I think it is, there is eventually (~16th/17th century) a Stuart, which is a rather common English surname and necessarily means nothing in particular, but still.
My father's side is all a bunch of Irish louts, or some shit. ;) I dunno. Slainte!
In relation to me:
1. Great-aunt
2. Great-uncle
3. Grandfather, with pretty much the expression I remember him having. "Jolly" would have described him in a word, in my scanty memories (more emotional than visual). He died before I turned 4 years old in 1982, from lung cancer. Don't smoke, kids.
4. Grandmother, who outlived him by about twenty years.
5. Aunt.
6. Uncle.
7. Great-great-grandfather, who was 89 in this picture.
8. Father. I have no idea what he just did or said that everyone seems to be looking at him. I don't know if that's what his father (#3) was laughing so heartily at, either.
9. Great-grandfather John Robert, who I was talking about in the post.
10. Great-grandmother.
ETA: 1 should belong to the woman below and to her left, with the necklace and the dark dress. That's my great-aunt.
This was taken in 1948. All the numbered adults in this picture are now dead. My great-grandparents and of course my great-great-grandfather died well before I was born.
It amuses me that my mother's adoptive line (Coppedge) goes back to a name that served Henry VIII's house in some capacity (clerks, that sort of thing). On her biological side, I think it is, there is eventually (~16th/17th century) a Stuart, which is a rather common English surname and necessarily means nothing in particular, but still.
My father's side is all a bunch of Irish louts, or some shit. ;) I dunno. Slainte!