
Mom tells me all the frills upon it were tissue paper… she made this for me. Oh well I loved it and still love the photos from it…. I mean it’s the only Easter bonnet I think I had.

Mom tells me all the frills upon it were tissue paper… she made this for me. Oh well I loved it and still love the photos from it…. I mean it’s the only Easter bonnet I think I had.

This Mike and his brother Mark on Easter Morning 1974 in Carthage New York.

Keeping on the great grandmother portraits here is my father’s paternal grandmother Mary “Molly” Rebecca McCravey Bright. The unique thing I think is her father was a Confederate veteran. She married Thomas Bright in 1895 (about the time of this picture) whose father was a Union veteran. She lost her husband in a horrid farming accident when my grandfather was a young boy.

This is another of my great-grandmothers. We each have four, two from our mother and two from our father. This is my mother’s paternal grandmother or as we liked to call her Granny Rolen. No she’s not unhappy it’s just what we called for years the Rolen mouth, turns down in a frown when resting but after some genealogy research found out it’s the MacMahan mouth. Ollie was a strong woman. She took care of her husband for years after a stroke left him an invalid. She raised her children alone getting temporary residence to send them to better schools. She lost a child to untreated asthma, doing all they could for the girl. She was living when I was young and I remember her well. She was a fun woman that loved to garden and show children how things worked. Of course when I knew her she was an old lady not the young bride she is here. This was her wedding day. For years I’d see just this photo but finally we turned up the other half with her husband Milas Lavator Rolen. Here it is uncropped and not cleaned up: (more…)

Okay two things to clear up here. First the date Apr 71 is when the film was processed not when we had snow in Greeneville, TN that year.
Second that’s not my hair on top of my head – it’s my hair hat. That’s what I’ve always thought of it as being. If you look my hair is down on my shoulders there. I loved that hat, warm, cool style, and had a magnetic chin clasp. What more could a girl want?
Meet one of my maternal great-grandmothers. This is Ida Alberta Rogers Temple Keener (1881-1963). We think this is about the time she married my maternal great-grandfather in 1904. She has such a pretty Gibson Girl look that is truly a Throwback.
Happy New Year! Enjoy celebrating safely tonight!

My family had a plastic snowman similar to this one when I was growing up. When I saw this one on a walk back in 2006 I had a rush of throwback memories of ours. This one has a candy cane ours had a broom. So here’s a throwback to 2006 that threw me back to 1968.
Today is Christmas Eve at our house. We’re getting ready for a big meal tomorrow and opening presents. Then will be the trip south to visit family. I hope whatever holiday you celebrate you are having a great one.

We are traveling back to the early 70’s. To keep with the Throwback feel I didn’t process this picture to clear it up. Nope faded memories of Mike on Christmas. Oh I so remember so many boys with that haircut and that type of striped shirt. So what were you doing in the early 70’s? Hoping for a cool present?
Ahh those were the days when I could shop for him while he rode in the same cart. When paper to tear was an AWESOME gift. He looks to be concentrating so… Yes this was my son Aaron’s first Christmas.
Honestly this is one of the most pathetic pictures of me with Santa. I think this Santa looks like Nicholas Cage… Mike doesn’t. Do you? Any way we both agree he’s a skinny pathetic Santa. I’m guessing this was about 1973. I’m guessing mom didn’t have a comb with her that day which explains my hair.