I made it through the last of my boxes to sort yesterday, condensing three boxes into two boxes. Most of the contents of these turned out to be pictures and correspondence and kid’s childhood mementoes, like karate certificates and such. I didn’t throw out anything, just repacked, reminisced, and saved out a few special pictures to scan immediately.
So, it appears like I have two boxes family history information from both my side and Bill’s side of this Gibson family to be scanned and used for genealogical purposes. Then I have two boxes and one huge plastic tote full of loose pictures, mostly pictures that I have taken or that have been sent to me during our marriage, but also some older pictures. And one large box of our personal family “stuff” – cards, letters, and childhood papers from the kids. This doesn’t count any legal type stuff, as I have all that in file totes. And it doesn’t include any childhood stuff from Bill and I, as those are still in storage in Alabama and will probably be what I decide to ship to myself the next time I visit the storage unit.
And this is a picture of Mabel’s grandparents, Mary Johnson Austin and Charles Augustus Austin. There is no date on the picture and I don’t know much about them, but I suspect, given their approximate ages in the picture, that it was taken around the turn of the 1900s, but that is only a guess.
These next pictures are from my dad’s father’s side of the family. This is Harriet Darrow Gibson, circa 1870 – 1880 (b.1839, d.1913).
And this is on the back of the picture, except I did some figuring and it is missing one “great”. So this would be Munchkin’s Great-Great-Great-Great-Grandmother.
And her Great-Great-Great-Great-Grandfather was James Gibson, again Circa 1870-1880 (b.1833, d. 1902).
And for something slightly more current, although still old enough that it gave me some lovely warm and fuzzy feelings of “the good old days,” here’s a picture of David and Charles at our square dance club’s annual Hobo Dance, probably our first one there, in May 1996.
They were all excited because the club had given them “prizes” for dressing up as hobos, although Charles was the only one that participated in the Hobo’s March!