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Brother Jim sent me another old picture of our relatives.  This one turned up during a housecleaning . . . I’ll let him tell about it.


I love these old photos, with all they tell . . . and all they don’t tell.  I keep wanting to go back in time and talk to these people.  It’s too bad that when we’re little kids, and actually meet our elderly relations, we don’t know what questions to ask them.  I know Grandma Gregory, whose brothers these are, would have had some great stories; but all I remember her talking about is dead people, and how they died.

Now I’m the elderly relative.  What a strange feeling . . .


Posted September 7, 2013 by stablewoman in Old Times, People

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