Finding Old Family Photos

My Paternal Grandfather

Have you ever lost family photos and somehow find them on the internet?

That’s what happened to me! While working on source indexing via Ancestry, I found a ton of family photos thought to be lost in a move across the nation. But low and behold, here are photos popping up via other people!! Creepy and cool at the same time, creepy as in I posted that original photo from my home and other people are sharing it, cool that it is not lost!

Here are a few of family photos refound and newly found to me. I never met my great grandparent’s, and if I did I was a baby or little.

My Maternal Great Grandmother and Great Aunt’s
My Maternal Great Grandfather
My Great Grandmother
My Great Aunt Josie Mae and her HUSBAND (not son) Fred Edward Mears
My Paternal 3rd Great Grandfather
Pictured here is my mother, grandmother, great grandparents, aunt’s, uncles, and more
My Maternal Great Grandparents
My Maternal Great Grandma Clark
Great Grandma Clark and not sure who else
My Maternal Grandfather James Peterson Taylor
My Paternal Grandmother Doris Vesta Clark
My Paternal Grandfather Arthur Albert Piercy and my Step Grandma Mary Vaughn Piercy
My Paternal Grandmother Doris, Great Grandfather Richard Bland Clark and my Step Grampa James Compton
My mother Barbara Luella Taylor and my Grandmother Bernice Faye Clark
My Father Donald Ray Piercy in Long Bihn, Vietnam. Vietnam War.
My Mother Barbara in her 20’s during the 1950’s

I have to say, if you noticed, and if you continue to follow, you will notice more, that my parents are distant cousins, as were their parents, and so on for every generation since I don’t know, the beginning of time. Except for the Native Americans and Slaves I am also descendant from. I have family that walked the trail of tears and family that drove them to it. It’s the sad and tragic history of America. If we do not face it, we are bound to repeat and that is not progressive at all.

There will be tragic stories and loving stories that I blog about and hope to get into detail around the events that took place in their lives. We are all far from perfect. I know as long as I work to be better each day, release the strongholds of my ancestors, and make a conscious decision to do good and be a productive member of society, I can’t complain, and that in a way is how I honor my ancestors.

~Dawn Piercy, PhD

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