Pictures like this are strewn here and there in my Mom's house, some in drawers, boxes inside of her closet, and in the remains of a very old photo album whose pages have all but disintegrated. I have always been the one who seems most interested in anything that's old, especially if it pertains to family history. I have somehow become the keeper of the family records. It's a job I relish, and I can't get enough of delving into my family's history through pictures and written documents. My daughter has gone a few steps further and started working on the family tree. She got us into the early 1800's so, like I said, I won't be running out of subject matter for a while.
My Mom was 19 and my Dad was 24 when they got married. They were married by a cousin, who was a minister, and all of her Texas family travelled to Chicago for the big event. Her cousins were her maid of honor and flower girls. Her cousin by marriage gave her away. Cousins everywhere...
Unfortunately, her dress was lost during a move about 20 years ago. When we finally figured out that it was probably left on the moving truck, it was too late. I'm hoping to come across it someday in my thrift store travels. In the meantime, the pictures will have to do. I love them and I think you will too!
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