I've written before about my great-grandparents, Dora and Quinn Lauer. Here's a nice studio portrait taken in late middle age, I would guess. (Dora may be the one whose hair turned pretty much snow white when she was in her twenties. I remember Mom telling me that about one of her relatives.)
But we all started out younger. Here's a picture of Dora as a young woman.
I love the fur muff and the big satiny roses on her hat. Though I am glad I don't have to dress this way. Oh...honestly...I would use that muff.
And here is Quinn Lauer in front of what may be his first doctor's office in Conover, Ohio. I love the swing in the front.
There was a swing like that in the front yard of my Great-Great-Uncle Justus's house in Carlsbad, New Mexico. My mom and brother and I went out to Carlsbad to visit family there when I was six. And my mom said I spent an afternoon swinging in the porch swing with Uncle Justus talking a mile a minute. I don't have any clear memories of that moment, though I do remember some stuff about the visit, but I've always had a warm spot in my heart for Uncle Justus. Don't think I have any pictures of him, though.