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My dad, my aunt Susan and my grandmother in Yosemite, 1947. I would say they'd rather be home watching TV except they didn't own a TV until many years later. View full size.
My Aunt Susan December 1963. She had to stay away from low flying aircraft and short doorways. View full size.
The house my dad grew up in not far from where LAX is today. I've found two different addresses for his residence, 9025 Goebel which does not seem to exist anymore, and the 6623 88th ave, which is still around according to Google maps. View full size.
These are my great-aunts and great-uncle (L-R June, Gilbert, and Lorna). I don't know exactly where or when this was taken, but it was likely in the mid to late 1930's in Ontario (I don't know where they were living at the time). View full size.
Jack Holbrooks with his mother, Lucille Holbrooks, at Ft. Jackson, SC, 1966. View full size.
Holbrooks Family Christmas 1964 in Greenville, SC. View full size.
My grandmother (second from right) worked as a seamstress her entire life in various Chicago sweatshops. She was born in 1896, two months after her father died, and left school after the 6th grade to help support her mother. I found this photograph (a mounted copy print) and three other similar images, after her death in 1979.
I work as an archivist with vintage photographs every day, but this one really resonates with me, for obvious reasons. View full size.