Most Family Generations In One Photo

Naturally

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Maybe yours is just 2 generations. You and a parent for example.
Maybe you, a child of yours, and a parent etc etc ... post 'em

1962. Photo appeared in the local fish wrapper.
YMCA Father & Son Banquet we had 4 generations present. The most that night.
I'm seated left and brother.
Dad, Granddad, Great Granddad (born 1882).
Great Granddad was a farmer and raised cattle. Had dogs too. Always a plus for me. Good times out on the farm.

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Story about one day up on Great Granddaddy's farm:

GGD had about 1000 aces and some of it was prime hunting grounds. While I often roamed the woods out on the farm, I didn't always carry a weapon. Well, one Sunday after church, out on the farm and wandering the woods, I had an animal encounter that tested my fortitude. The woods were quiet as I aimlessly walked, when I began to hear rustling and it was coming my way. I didn't know what to expect but stood motionless awaiting revelation. Suddenly a young black bear appeared directly in front of me with a wide mouthed snarl and evil intent !!! I had no weapon with me and did the only thing I could. I reached all the way down that black bear's mouth, grabbed it by the tail, turned it inside out and headed it in the other direction away from me.

Now some of you may not believe what I've just told you and you have every right to be skeptical. But you see the thing is, the following year and out on the farm, GGD told of an unusual bear he'd taken that winter and took us out to the barn to show us. There nailed to the side of the barn was a full black bear hide ... had hair on both sides !!! ... I KNEW it was the same bear I'd encountered the previous year.
 
I got a bunch of those, everyone should label family photos, they will live longer than we do.
I am the caretaker of the family pictures. Boxes and boxes and boxes of them.

Before my mother died, I made her sit down with me and go through a lot of them. If she said, "Oh, that's Uncle Bob's first wife's sister," then off they went to the circular file. If the next generation has no interest in pictures of genuine ancestors, then they're certainly not going to be interested in Uncle Bob's first wife's sister. My daughter and granddaughter have informed me that they don't want any of the old photos. I tell them they'll be sorry one day they don't have them, but I'll be one of the dead ones, so what do I care?

Have you ever seen the old photos where they have the family arranged around a dead person who they have propped up? You can always tell who the stiff is.....he's always just a little stiffer than the rest of them.
 
I got a bunch of those, everyone should label family photos, they will live longer than we do.
Tell me about it! I cleaned out my mother's house a few years back and there were several boxes of photos & slides and I swear I only recognized a few people in all their photos. Some were labeled but not many. I was disappointed as I really wanted to know who these people were and did I have any connection to them?
 
This blurry old photo taken in 1892 shows my Great Granddad that is pictured in the OP and born in 1882.
My GGD is the 9 or 10 year old on the tricycle.
His father, my GGGD is standing on the porch steps. Skin and bones, he would pass away that very year, 1892.
He had been a Captain in the Alabama 58th during the American Civil War, wounded at Chickamauga and never fully recovered.

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Have you ever seen the old photos where they have the family arranged around a dead person who they have propped up? You can always tell who the stiff is.....he's always just a little stiffer than the rest of them.
Sometimes, all the people in the photo are demised .. I think they call those photos "memento mori" or
something like that.
 
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William Daly Burtchaell, my great great grandfather, born in 1834, County Kilkenny, Ireland. Immigrated to the US, Florida, where he joined the Confederate Army. Fought in several well known battles, including Pickett's charge at Gettysburg. He was one of the few to make it to the top of the Cemetery Ridge, ended up in a Yankee POW camp for the rest of the war. He lived long enough to attend the 50th reunion of the battle in Gettysburg, took my 20 year old grandfather with him. I grew up hearing the story from my grandfather, at least once a year, most years more often.

William Daly Burtchaell (1834 - 1919)
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