This is one of the oldest, if not the oldest, photographs from the collection I found in my Grandma’s basement. On the back she noted: “At Home - 7428 St. Aubin - Detroit Mich - 1923” and I do believe that is her in this shot. That would have made her 17 when this was taken, which looks about right. This would also make it one of the earliest pictures I have of my Grandma.  Besides the sentimentality of old photos of ancestors I love looking at them to see the details of every day existence. For a snap shot taken about 90 years ago it’s interesting to see what is, and is not, familiar. For example, that little fence right behind her. I remember those little garden fences from my own childhood. We had them in our own yard in Chicago, and I also remember them rusting and easily snapping in my fingers. I had all but forgotten that memory until I saw this photo, which also reminded me that I haven’t seen those little fences in a long time. I guess this means that I too am getting old. 

This is one of the oldest, if not the oldest, photographs from the collection I found in my Grandma’s basement. On the back she noted: “At Home - 7428 St. Aubin - Detroit Mich - 1923” and I do believe that is her in this shot. That would have made her 17 when this was taken, which looks about right. This would also make it one of the earliest pictures I have of my Grandma. 

Besides the sentimentality of old photos of ancestors I love looking at them to see the details of every day existence. For a snap shot taken about 90 years ago it’s interesting to see what is, and is not, familiar. For example, that little fence right behind her. I remember those little garden fences from my own childhood. We had them in our own yard in Chicago, and I also remember them rusting and easily snapping in my fingers. I had all but forgotten that memory until I saw this photo, which also reminded me that I haven’t seen those little fences in a long time. I guess this means that I too am getting old. 

This is one of the oldest, if not the oldest, photographs from the collection I found in my Grandma’s basement. On the back she noted: “At Home - 7428 St. Aubin - Detroit Mich - 1923” and I do believe that is her in this shot. That would have made her 17 when this was taken, which looks about right. This would also make it one of the earliest pictures I have of my Grandma.  Besides the sentimentality of old photos of ancestors I love looking at them to see the details of every day existence. For a snap shot taken about 90 years ago it’s interesting to see what is, and is not, familiar. For example, that little fence right behind her. I remember those little garden fences from my own childhood. We had them in our own yard in Chicago, and I also remember them rusting and easily snapping in my fingers. I had all but forgotten that memory until I saw this photo, which also reminded me that I haven’t seen those little fences in a long time. I guess this means that I too am getting old. 

This is one of the oldest, if not the oldest, photographs from the collection I found in my Grandma’s basement. On the back she noted: “At Home - 7428 St. Aubin - Detroit Mich - 1923” and I do believe that is her in this shot. That would have made her 17 when this was taken, which looks about right. This would also make it one of the earliest pictures I have of my Grandma. 

Besides the sentimentality of old photos of ancestors I love looking at them to see the details of every day existence. For a snap shot taken about 90 years ago it’s interesting to see what is, and is not, familiar. For example, that little fence right behind her. I remember those little garden fences from my own childhood. We had them in our own yard in Chicago, and I also remember them rusting and easily snapping in my fingers. I had all but forgotten that memory until I saw this photo, which also reminded me that I haven’t seen those little fences in a long time. I guess this means that I too am getting old. 

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My Grandma Gen Kownacki, nee Zabowski, died in 2002. Shortly after her death I helped my father clean out her house and I came across hundreds of old photographs. Along with the photos there were plenty of negatives (sadly, I haven't had the chance to scan them). I never knew that she loved photography so much in her youth, though it does help explain why she supported my own interest. This collection of photos starts in the 1920s in Detroit and ends after WWII with her living in Chicago. Some of the images are simply snap shots of friends and relatives. Then there are some that are a little bit more. I hope you enjoy this peak into the past. Frank Kownacki (FPKownacki@aol.com)


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