The Whetsels of Brownsville, Indiana, about 1900. As did I, my grandmother Hazel arrived later in her parents' life. Far right, seated, is her mother, Sally Ann, who interacted with Indians as a girl, and saw the Abraham Lincoln Funeral train. Her youngest daughter -- my Grandma Hazel -- stands next to her. Hazel's father is seated in the center. I recognize Grandma's sister, Etta, in the back. The little kids are probably Hazel's nieces and nephew. Mine are nearly my age, too.
Donna, It is so important to share and record the family stories. I remember one of my sons' early elementary teachers telling me that she had a box of old family pictures. However, she didn't know who they were. I think of all the family stories lost because no one took the time to write down the family stories or a simple caption for a picture! What a wonderful gift you have given your boys!
10/21/2016 05:37:24 pm
This photo had escaped my notice all these years. Happy to put the pieces together.
3/1/2019 03:43:47 pm
I have been working on a project to get some vintage pictures of our old farms and I found them .Then I was trying to find a picture of the Brownsville covered bridge we road pony's over and I seen this picture and thought I was loosing my mind thinking that looked like my family ,so I was tickled to see I wasn't loosing it just yet ,I would like to have a picture of your grandma, I new her as grandma down town to put on top of that piano right next to my dad's "your brother".
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