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Elizabeth M. R., You Are Not Ugly!

Ever have one of those days when you just feel like browsing at the local antique store?  Well, today was that day for me.  I took my time perusing the old photos, secretly hoping, of course, to stumble upon another relative.

As far as I know, I am not related to Elizabeth M. R., but I couldn't resist buying her photo postcard. 



Though she is fetching in her stylish outfit, what sealed the deal for me was the personable note she had written on the back.


"Sat. Nov 21, '08. age 18 1/2 yrs. old.

Isn't this the worst ever?  I do declare I'm getting uglier every day.  I think it a shame.  Ha!  Don't you dare show this fright to any one.  I hope you won't go into a spasm while looking at it. Your coz, Elizabeth."

I hope Elizabeth doesn't roll over in her grave now that I've posted her photo on the internet.  I just thought it was interesting that the sentiment of a young woman written over 100 years ago matches that of many young women today. 

Thankful thought:  Thanks for records we have that give us a glimpse into the past. 

 And thanks to you!
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  1. Kenya G. JohnsonMarch 13, 2013 at 5:04 AM

    That was a really cool find. She's not ugly at all. I wonder if it was just that time of the month. ~TALU

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