This is probably one of my very favorite pictures. Must have been taken in about 1940. The picture is of my "Morfar" (grandfather, mothers father), My mom and my dad. This was on their wedding day. I found this picture in a photo album on or about June 19th, 2003, 63 years after it was taken. I was sitting at the table eating breakfast and looking at old photo albums that someone had dropped off. Not a real unique story until you realize that I was across the Atlantic, sitting in a home just a couple of miles from the homestead of my grandfather in Sweden.
I stopped eating, stared at the picture and realized, from other photo's who these people were. I was speechless. After looking at other pictures, I found over 20 pictures of family back in "America" that my grandfather had sent to his sister in Sweden.
I got permission to scan the photos and emailed them back to my computer in moments.
As you reflect on this story, several things should be going through your minds. How technology has changed, memories of loved ones, family ties, all kinds of thoughts. I sat there all teared up. What upset me the most is that six months before finding this photo, mom had died. Dad had died in 1980 and grandpa just a couple of years after this photo was taken. Oh how I wish I could have shared with mom what I had found.
Families are special. Our histories are amazing. You will find fun memories, heartaches and hard work. Whatever you find - build on it. Try to keep your roots in tact.