Today, I posted at the Portal Wisconsin blog and shared my complete obsession with a project that I’m involved with at the local historical society.
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Sometimes, I think that it is no wonder that I garden and cook and marvel at life. I mean, this was our childhood. I think that I am forever trying to capture it, recreate it in some way. In these photos, I am nine and my sister, Jessica Sunshine, is three. P.S. Locals often told us that this property, the land in particular, had been owned by Al Capone. The area has secrets, that is for sure. As a child, they were always just beyond my reach. Now, they are forever gone. Most of the 200 acres is now developed and filled with new houses. [I am logging my family heirlooms and thrifted finds. All items will be considered vintage by the 20-year standard. You can find all of the entries under the category 'something old'.]
Just a quick shout-out to my sister, who turns 35 today. Don’t worry, Sis, you’ll never be as old as me. I love you! Happy birthday.
Mary Jane and Garland “Bud” Anderson on their wedding day. Is Garland the coolest name or what?! [This year, I'm going to log 365 of my family heirlooms and thrifted finds. All items will be considered vintage by the 20-year standard. You can find all of the entries under the category 'something old'.]
My stepdad took this photo of Bev, my mom, and Michael. [This year, I'm going to log 365 of my family heirlooms and thrifted finds. All items will be considered vintage by the 20-year standard. You can find all of the entries under the category 'something old'.]
I love to look at photos of Grandma Anderson. I am fortunate that she and her family took so many pictures. (In the last photo, she is on the right and my dad is the boy in the front.) [This year, I'm going to log 365 of my family heirlooms and thrifted finds. Items will be considered vintage by the 20-year standard. You can find all of the entries under the category 'something old'.]
While scanning some photos for Facebook this morning, I came across this picture of X from 2001. It speaks volumes.
My mom took this photo in, I’m guessing, 1981. I lived in this home on 200 acres of forest and prairie from the time that I was four until I was 18. The property was sold when I was about 25. I dream of it still. [This year, I'm going to log 365 of my family heirlooms and thrifted finds. All items will be considered vintage by the 20-year standard. You can find all of the entries under the category 'something old'.]
Grandma Anderson has always been really good about taking lots of photos and celebrating one’s birthday. Every year until I was 20, she made me a confetti angel’s food cake. It was my favorite. Somehow, she always managed to catch me blowing out my candles, probably on her little camera that used 110 film. A few years back, she gave me her “Grandma’s Brag Book”. [This year, I'm going to log 365 of my family heirlooms and thrifted finds. All items will be considered vintage by the 20-year standard. You can find all of the entries under the category 'something old'.] I talk a lot about my Scandinavian roots. Today, I’m sharing a few photos from the Irish-German side of my family. My maternal great-grandmother and great-grandfather owned a bar in Plain, Wisconsin from about 1900 until 1940. I am very fortunate to have some photos of their business and residence during this time. Despite prohibition and the subsequent depression, you can see that they lived very well. (For instance, they always had hired help and they had the first indoor plumbing in Plain.) My great aunt and uncle, Herb and Stella, ran liquor during prohibition and there is still a house in Plain with a steel cellar door to protect the alcohol that they bootlegged. The photos below are from 1920 to 1932. At some point, there was a fire and so, if you look closely, you’ll notice that some of the decor, such as stenciling, is different from one photo to the next. On the sofa (1932), George Grauvogl; Margaret Conley Grauvogl; Mary Margaret Elizabeth Conley Grauvogl; Estella Conley Grauvogl Kraemer (after whom X is named); and Elnora Conley Grauvogl. (Side note: Aunt Stella was voted the most beautiful woman in Plain circa 1925; She raised my mom and was like a grandma to me. I’ve only really gotten to know my grandma as an adult.) I own several of the items in the photos, including my grandmother’s sitting chair (as seen in the second photo) and a few dining chairs, as well as the family photo with bubble glass that is hanging next to the davenport. I also have her cast iron cooking pan, which is at least 120 years old and still works like a charm. I once inquired about all of the fancy pillows throughout the house. My grandma told me that they were made by the maids, who loved my very kind great-grandparents.
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