I like to study the faces in the photos of my ancestors, their eyes, shape of noses, mouths, and chins, the tilt of the head, the way they wear their hair, their clothing. Yes, I know, that may seem weird--but I want to know them. I don't want them to be forgotten. There's a scripture, Psalm 103:15-16, that often comes to my mind when I look at these pictures: "As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourishes. For the wind passes over it and it is gone, and the place thereof shall know it no more." That statement makes me a little sad. It inspires me to keep the memories alive a little longer. After all, the stories of our ancestors are our stories. Maybe I'm driven by something within myself that doesn't want to be forgotten, as well.
These photos of the Waggoner family intrigue me. This first one is the original that I mentioned in my previous post, the family portrait, sans Gordon and Leo. Years ago, my dad gave me this photo, and then a cousin of dad's sent me the other photo saying, "Two of the sons were added later, but I don't know which two." Happily, I sent her a copy of my picture, so she would know. This portrait may have been taken about 1909, perhaps just before or after the family moved from Virginia to Missouri.
|Seated: Eli Pierce and Rachel Havens Waggoner. Left to right: Mary, Emory, Alice, Ida, Jacob, Amanda.|
|Mary Waggoner on right and unknown friend.|
|Mary and Ida (?)|
|Mary Ann Waggoner|
|Mary Ann Waggoner, Clint Troutman, and Ida (?)|
The mystery of old photos goes on.
(c) 2013 Z. T. Noble