A few years ago, my grandparents gave me a box of old family photos and items. I cherish history, and to have this box of precious snap shots from the 1950s and well before, as well as some other wonderful things, is a priceless gift.
When I first got this box of family history, I looked through it, enjoyed every second of it, and then packed it carefully into the box again and put it in my closet.
Something made me want to look through it again a few days ago, and it meant even more to me than it did when I first looked at it. I was so thrilled by all the photos and papers and even a clip on earring that appears to be from the 1940s (just a guess). I was practically gushing as I looked through it, for I cannot believe these things were given to me!
As I started to reach the bottom of the box, I found something that was so wonderful that I just about choked up. I found what appears to be an original ink wash painting by my great-grandfather Alfred in the year 1921. He was 15 years old at the time.
Whether it was a school project, or his own creativity, I don’t know, but he attached his painting to a stiff card with a small calendar at the bottom. Its year is 1921, and this piece is also dated on the back. What a treasure! Maybe my love for art comes, at least in part, from my great-grandpa Alfred. 🙂
The back. You can see the name and date at the bottom, the scanner clipped it off a bit though.
It says 1921, and then Alfred Peterson (I think Peterson is the second part of the line).
A photograph of Alfred and his brother (I think) Jens. Alfred is the one standing. (How cool are those boots? 🙂 )
I don’t know who it is that’s peeking out the window in the door. Someone shy, evidently. 😉