I began this story almost 10 years ago
while flying home from my first genealogy research trip. This trip, with Sharon, my second-cousin-once- removed, began in Texas on September 5th and was to end on
September 11, 2001. I was in the Dallas/ Fort Worth airport when the planes
went down. All U.S. airports were closed
and Sharon and I remained in the Dallas area until September 14. I was nervous about flying home to Virginia and
as a distraction, while in the air, wrote about the events leading up to my trip and of the
journey that we made during those 10 days in September.
Cousin Jackie sent me over 100 photographs; most not
labeled. There were baby pictures, a
wedding picture, pictures of school children, my aunts, and my favorite, a
studio portrait of four young children (right). My father identified a few of
the unlabeled photographs as his sisters but suggested the unthinkable - throw
the remaining pictures away.
I had no close ties to Dad’s family. His parents died
when he was young and he was raised by his older sisters in faraway Borger,
Texas. When I received the photos, the only living descendants of my grandparents were Dad, his children, Cousin Jackie, and her two children. However, with much persistence,
I was able to identify more than half of the unlabeled pictures; acquiring additional
photographs and learned much, much, more in the process.
Diana
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