you can't? it has one of the women in george's family in his sig... and i said that it was him its lovely. and the dress really does look divine.
my great uncle... Dr. Emmett Vaught back row all the way to the right with the jacket on holding his hands...(he was gay... which I think is awesome yet funny because he had a was a pastor, a family doctor, and an organist/pianist at the same time which was rather odd) to the left of the guy next to him is my grandfather... George Snow..., next to him my grandmother Elizabeth Lou Ward Snow, in front of her my great-grandmother Mary Lou Ward Booker... that's either her or my great-great-aunt orby... they look so much alike, I can't tell, in front of her on his knees with a tie on is my dad, next to the dude next to my dad is my third cousin William... the baby standing all the way to the left is my great-great-aunt topsy's husband... he died... I saw him was when I was about four or five... he picked up our old pump organ... I love this stuff... the other one wearing a dress and kneeling is my great-great-aunt zenith... I could go on and on and on... I can see a little piece of me in all of these people...
I wish my name was topsy or orby!!!!!!!! can i be one of those hillbillies in that pic too? ( and you've called em hillbillies too so dont get on my case )
MY GOD those NAMES!!!!!! my relatives were named like...antoinetta caccione, mario marcello, baggio marcello, amodio marcello, and all these funny italian names
My grandfather's brothers are the hillbilly people. I still think they're cool... they're the most awesome bunch of 60-70 year old guys I've ever had the chance to hang around with... I remember at my grandfather's funeral they were like "Let's go huntin' for crayfish in the creek"... Roy is like... 67ish... he's never seen the ocean before and doesn't know how to drive... but I love them to death... and they all look like my grandfather... and at my uncle's funeral last year, it was like I was staring at my own reflection except 50 or so years later... it's the strangest feeling...
Well... we had funny scotch/irish/german names... Nothing like those Italians.... And btw, I don't think there's anyone named Edna in my family... there's always usually an Edna.... I love all the old names... I used to laugh whenever someone said Zenith and I pictured a TV...
that was one of the funniest things i ever heard! LOLZ!1 my great grampa was a bootlegger! an italian bootlegger adn most of his sons made and sold shoes.. my uncle louie still putters around downtown from his shoe store(hes about 82) with alzheimers.. he's jumbly haha my dad was a bootlegger for a little while there too......
and my grampa mario had like 10 siblings.....and one happened to be named luigi...... thats my uncle louie!
bag-ee-oh... lmao. My mom had nine siblings... and on my dad's side, my great-great-grandmother huffman had seven daughters and two sons... all these people seem to disspear or spread... oooo... my great-great-aunt Chris... she's still alive... the only two still alive that are that old is her (she's all the way to the left somewhere... I think kneeling in the second row... the oldest looking one) and Topsy... they're eightyish, I believe. My grandmother said that her aunt orby was really quirky and had a strange sense of humor that reminded her of me... she always used to get really emotional about her because she raised her and she was also a foster parent and adopted and raised children and she was only like... 5'2"...a big yet little person.
