Tintype of my Great, Great Grandmother as a girl, left.
OK, in light of Vintage Christine's completely hilarious family and self portrait photos and commentary, I decided to do something similar, for that reason, and a few more.
Namely, in case of fire or being struck down by lightening, I need to get more of the family photos photographed and posted somewhere.
But I promise you, this is all going somewhere. My family has some hilarious history. All kinds of dirt and gossip. And since they were all kinds of mean to my folks on both sides, and I no longer associate with any of them, I can say whatever the hell I want about them lol!!!
Mom's Dad and Mom on left, her Mom's Dad on right. 1920. (Above photo)
It wasn't all bad, but geez, some of the stories I heard were something else. Mom told me these stories, and Mom was not the kind of person to embellish the truth as so many people seem to do, so I pretty much know, it's a fact.
My Mom's Mom left, her Mom, Mom's Grandmother on right. About 1919. The older woman in the photos, my Great Grandmother, outlived three husbands I believe. And if the family names on the back are correct, one of her husbands was an engineer on the Brooklyn Bridge. Or something like that. Hard to keep it all straight. Another photo of that person is somewhere.
Now, My Mom's Mom's folks were out of Virginia, I believe. My Mom's Mom, or Grandmother, was raised in the city by strict Victorian parents.
Then came her husband, the young man in the photo above showing the three people, straight from the hollars of Kentucky. He married my Grandmother about 1919.
And here is their Kentucky family shack, the parent's of my Grandfather, my Mom's Dads' folks. You don't get more "shack-like" than this lol.
Some of these photos set the stage for all the dirt to follow.
More next time... Because I am damn bored of shopping eBay, so some family dirt should be good. Heehee~~~~
The family dirt being the reason my folks moved out here to California and bought this 1950's Atomic Ranch House.