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Flashback Friday

Todays Flashback will sound the trumpet, once again, on a subject I feel strongly about.  Now listen up.  The following three photographs are really neat.  




The first picture is _____________ riding her sled.  It is _____ __, 19__, and as you can see it is a good day for finding a local hill.  She is _____  years old when this was taken.  





Oh, and here are _______  and ________ out posing for this picture in the wagon.  It was taken on _____  __, 19__ in _________. 




And maybe best of all here is _________  with _________ while Mr. ________  is helping her with something.  It looks to be a pretty nice day in __________. 

You get my drift, don't you?  These family pictures contain no information regarding who, what, when or where.  Are they my mother?  Maybe.  Is that her Dad in the lower picture?  Possibly.  Is that Ponemah in the lower picture where she grew up?  Possibly.  

Any guess is pure speculation.  Unless one of the brothers can identify who is in these pics, they become curiosities rather than an important family heirloom.  Too bad.  

OK, it's cold and snowy up North and a great time for everyone to gather you family albums, and start writing necessary info for all of you pictures.  Will it be time consuming and get boring?  Probably, but think of the thanks you will receive from future generations when they benefit from your work.   So clear off the dining room table and get going.  There are any number of ways to document, organize and explain your photos.  Whatever is easier for you.  Spring will be here soon enough and by then your work will be done and you can get back to normal.  



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