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Throwback Thursday: Great-grandma on the Porch




I don't know the story behind this photo, but the woman is my great-grandmother, Ina Mae Crowell, and she is standing on the porch of a family friend, Vic Wiley.  I believe this was taken in Powell Butte, Oregon.  

Though my great-grandmother's face is not easy to make out in this photo, I love the fact that this photo includes the house and the fallen leaves.  I'm glad that my grandma took the time to write on the back of the photo; otherwise I would not have known anything about this picture.  

Did you know you can go to the free site, www.familysearch.org, and upload photos of your deceased ancestors?  If you build your own family tree there, you might even find photos of your relatives that other users have uploaded! 

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Thanks for old photos, and ways to share them.

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  1. Dyanne @ I Want BacksiesMay 22, 2014 at 3:24 PM

    I love this! It's funny, though, that the focus was almost on the leaves in the yard and not the woman on the porch.

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  2. NancyMay 22, 2014 at 6:51 PM

    What a great photo and a perfect one to inspire a novel or short story! I can hear the wind rustling the leaves and the crunch of the leaves underfoot.

    Thanks for the link. I'm off to check it out.

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  3. Chris CarterMay 23, 2014 at 10:50 AM

    I love this. What a great piece of history you can treasure!! I can only imagine the story behind it, and the life of your great grandmother.

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  4. UnknownMay 23, 2014 at 1:48 PM

    What a wonderful pictures. I am so glad I have lots of pictures of my grandparents. I don't think we have any of my great grandmother and only one of my grandfather, a portrait that hangs at my aunt's.Very few pictures were taken way back then. You're lucky!

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