Came across some of my great-grandfather's old black-and-white photos today. The man's a bit of a mystery to me. Died before I was born.
Anyway, found maybe six photographs with a child's writing on the back. I'm not sure how old he was when he wrote on them. Now, I know this sounds boring, but wait for the end. It gets good. (Well, it gets better, anyway.)
So here they are, with my great-grandpa's captions. (Actually, I think they called him "Pop.")
*I don't think this is correct, actually; both branches of that tree shouldn't have the same surname. God, I hope they didn't.
Who lived to be 94
He made and played the harp and
could play the zither and guitar
Here's the good one:
oldest sister Ada
The kid with the dog is Pop, far as I can tell.
Ok, here's the good stuff. Take another look at that photograph. See anything you missed the first time?
Look in the window.
Do you see that?
My mom thinks it looks like a middle-aged woman. I think it looks like a young girl. Either way, she looks damned creepy. We agree, there.
And no, I didn't photoshop her in. Promise.