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Family Photos: The Beginning

I recently spent a day helping my aunt clean up at my grandmother’s house in preparation for its inevitable sale, now that my grandmother has moved into a condo closer to where my aunt lives.  We spent the day going through a lot of stuff, sorting out the trash from the treasures, slowly working our way through a lifetime’s worth of accumulated stuff and memories.  Oh, the memories…

While this has been my grandmother’s house for many years, the house my mother and aunt grew up in, I also spent some of my childhood here.  My mother and I lived here for a number of years between her divorce and eventual remarriage.  There are many memories pent up in these walls for me.  Some of them readily come to mind; others need a bit of coaxing.

Photographs are good for this kind of coaxing, acting as visual memory aids.  Thankfully, my family has always been big in to photographs, perhaps even photo crazy; consequently, there are a lot of photographs in my grandmother’s house.  We unearthed some while cleaning and I talked my aunt into letting me bring them home, at least temporarily.  The reason?  I want to scan them.  I want to scan and record as many of my family’s photographs as I can get my hands on.  Yes; an addiction has been born!!

Anyway, I have started a Flickr collection, Family Photos, to house all of these photos for now.  You can keep an eye on the collection to see new additions as they become available.  While my plans for archiving all of these photographs is not fully formed yet, I will be sharing some of my favorite photographs – and perhaps some of their back-stories or associated memories – here on marginalia.

So, without further ado, some of my favorites from the pile of old Polaroids I came across:

This is Nikki, our mutt.  He really was a wonderful dog, gentle and protective.  He would allow me to drag him around by the tail…  He also, as depicted in this photograph, liked to sit on the back of the couch like a cat.  This was a perch from which he often fell, into the blinds and down the back of the couch…

That’s me.  Right there in the scrubs.  You see, I used to want to be a doctor.  It was a dream of mine from a very young age until such time as I got to university, a biochemistry major, and realized that chemistry and I didn’t get along very well…  The other members of the family in the photograph are three of my five younger sisters: Stacy (the witch), Lauren (the fairy thingy) and Bethany (the tiny redhead trying to push her way past me.

Finally, let’s meet my other two sisters: Victoria (on the left) and Veronica (on the right).  They are fraternal twins, who despite the youthfulness they exhibit in this photograph, are currently completing college applications.  Gods I’m old…

Other things came home with me from this little adventure as well.  Those I’ll save for some later posts, though…