memories · 3/8/2011

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I sat yesterday and went through an old box. It made me happy and sad. There were many pictures from my dad's side of the family that are unidifyable. The only ones that might know who they are are two Aunts that I have no way to go see. The wonderful fancy clothes they wore for thier pictures. Many of livestock they had bred and were very proud of all in front of mostly what looked like mayby four or five room wood frame homes. I always feel sad when I find a picture that no one remembers. I ask myself will that be me one day. I try to write on the back of every picture that I can. These pictures are of the Vaughn and possible Smith family but I can't name them.


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