I’ve seen this picture of Addie at the machines and the one with her sister Annie many times because they are really family photos. Annie was my grandmother, and Addie my great aunt on my mother’s side. This is the first time, however, seeing the one of Addie in color. In black and white it’s basically a photo of a young girl - in color, it reveals the expression of a very tired young girl who worked long days with her older sister, who always tried to help and protect her throughout their lives. For those interested Annie moved to Cohoes, New York in her later teens where she was employed as a nanny. It was in Cohoes that she met and married my grandfather and together they had three daughters, my mother being the youngest. Although adult life was kinder to my grandmother than her younger sister, she passed away earlier, in her 50’s, from a stroke. I am happy to report, however, that my mother is still doing well at 97 and she will be happy to see this color photo and how you’ve brought a part of her family history to life. Thanks Marina
"They become individuals who've lived and loved, laughed and cried" is an exquisite, lyrical, well-crafted sentence. Your words and digital artistry combine to create vivid feasts for the eyes and mind, Marina.
This story reminded me of a story my grandmother told me. She lost her mother at a young age and was left with a father who had no interest in keeping her. She lived with her aunt but never felt welcome in that family. She married the first man she could at age 16. She knew how to work hard because her aunt
Adelaide’s grandma died 5 days after Adelaide, the granddaughter married. Adelaide was also her grandmother’s name @ Indigo Angora. Very interesting story. This woman had a very difficult life which makes me believe she had to have been a very strong person from the time of such a young age. Today’s children can’t comprehend the harsh realities children during the Industrial Revolution had before there were child labor laws. Children in those days had to grow up very fast. A lot of them had to quit school to go to work in the factories or on the farms in order to support their families. No chance for a real childhood.
(Continued) expected a lot from her which never seemed enough to make her happy. She told me how happy she was to get out on her own. Anyway, thanks for the story and the old photo.
Bleak life histories of this sort are all too common -- and all too often lost. Thank you for sharing.
I’ve seen this picture of Addie at the machines and the one with her sister Annie many times because they are really family photos. Annie was my grandmother, and Addie my great aunt on my mother’s side. This is the first time, however, seeing the one of Addie in color. In black and white it’s basically a photo of a young girl - in color, it reveals the expression of a very tired young girl who worked long days with her older sister, who always tried to help and protect her throughout their lives. For those interested Annie moved to Cohoes, New York in her later teens where she was employed as a nanny. It was in Cohoes that she met and married my grandfather and together they had three daughters, my mother being the youngest. Although adult life was kinder to my grandmother than her younger sister, she passed away earlier, in her 50’s, from a stroke. I am happy to report, however, that my mother is still doing well at 97 and she will be happy to see this color photo and how you’ve brought a part of her family history to life. Thanks Marina
"They become individuals who've lived and loved, laughed and cried" is an exquisite, lyrical, well-crafted sentence. Your words and digital artistry combine to create vivid feasts for the eyes and mind, Marina.
This story reminded me of a story my grandmother told me. She lost her mother at a young age and was left with a father who had no interest in keeping her. She lived with her aunt but never felt welcome in that family. She married the first man she could at age 16. She knew how to work hard because her aunt
Adelaide’s grandma died 5 days after Adelaide, the granddaughter married. Adelaide was also her grandmother’s name @ Indigo Angora. Very interesting story. This woman had a very difficult life which makes me believe she had to have been a very strong person from the time of such a young age. Today’s children can’t comprehend the harsh realities children during the Industrial Revolution had before there were child labor laws. Children in those days had to grow up very fast. A lot of them had to quit school to go to work in the factories or on the farms in order to support their families. No chance for a real childhood.
(Continued) expected a lot from her which never seemed enough to make her happy. She told me how happy she was to get out on her own. Anyway, thanks for the story and the old photo.
So much is hidden behind faces captured by the lens and the portrait artist. If only we could see through time. Thanks for sharing your research.
It's like my father's line, all John Henry's and Henry John's for generations.
Wait, how could she live to 94 if she died 5 days after she married. Did I confuse the people?
Fantastic!!!!