I have an uncle who spends hours reviewing and organizing hundreds of old family pictures ranging from three years to one hundred years ago. One might say he is a bit compulsive, but I understand the lure. It’s probably not a bad thing that I have other responsibilities to keep me distracted from pouring over the hundreds of old photos I’ve seem now to have accumulated. I waited a bit too long though going through the family photos. Some of the pictures are too old. They may strike a memory for our aging family members, but not necessarily a name.
I don't often see these pictures at garage sales - estate sales or auctions maybe, but definitely in many of the shops around town that sell antiques and collectibles. I asked at one of these stores and the owner said that old portraits, even with beat up frames, sell real well. He had a picture of a woman on one wall and a picture of her son on another. He didn’t feel it obligatory to sell them as a set. He seemed indifferent to the relationship. I personally enjoy looking at old portraits trying to imagine that person’s life in a time long gone. My dad says I’m a relentless romantic. I’ll accept that.
This set of pictures came from my parent’s attic. Sadie, leading off, is the beautiful mother of the three others; Melba, Gail and Helen. As a mother myself, there is a universal connection....
Sadie was a feisty woman who in her and Theodore Roosevelt’s day (1904) felt compelled to write and deliver a speech insisting that women had as much right to be president as any man.
Melba was 5 when her mother was married. There’s a good possibility that this photo was taken as part of the wedding festivities. What an exciting day!
Lovely Gail at 23. She married and had a son and daughter but passed on at much too early an age. Such a heartbreaking time for a mother and family to go through.

I find these pictures simply enthralling!
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