LDS Genealogy

This picture may not capture the attention of anyone but myself, but I absolutely love it, for several reasons.

The first reason is that it has my grandmother’s handwriting on it.  Just seeing her handwriting somehow establishes a bond between her and I.  I can picture her writing those words and reflecting on the many years she spent in this house.

The second reason is that it is a great visual for all the stories that I hear and read about my grandmother’s growing up years.  As I listen to her talk about how she would run around and around the front yard when spring finally came and the snow melted, I can visualize it because of this picture.

The third reason is that it is a snapshot in time and it evokes the simplicity of the era.  There is no driveway full of cars, boats, bikes, and other miscellaneous toys.  There is a porch, with what appears to be a chair, and lots of land where my grandmother and her brother could play.

The fourth reason is that this home was built my by great grandfather.  I only wish I knew what year he had built it.

The last reason I love this picture is because it is a great reminder for me that there is nothing too “boring” to take a picture of.  As I think about my own personal history and capturing my life for those who come after me, I’m reminded by this picture to capture the simple things of life.

I’m so grateful that someone thought to take a picture of this home many, many years ago. What pictures do you cherish from the lives of your parents, grandparents, or great grandparents?