The Wayback Machine

This weekend at my aunt's in Casper some new pictures showed up. Below are some of them with a lot of unknowns except pretty much everyone here is a relative.  There are some short explanations.

This picture is not a new one but is my grandfather and his twin brother who immigrated from Switzerland when they were 14 after their mother died. Several others came afterwards and not all at the same time and that included their father as well. My great grandfather never learned to speak English and was loved by the kids at school because he always had candy. He was also known to have the best garden in town and my grandpa's were huge producers as I remember. My grandfather is on the left and his name was John.

We were also looking at old documents including ship manifestos and the like. This stuff is getting old and a lot of it is in German. 

On his wedding day.

I never got to know my grandmother as she died of cancer when I was two. These kids do not look like my dad and his brother and sister but it's almost has to be. The aunt I visited was not yet born.

Take a look at this crew. That's grandpa top left as he's a dead giveaway with his pipe. We were hardly sure of any of these kids but this is quite a picture.

I already forgot who this was but included it because I like it.

We're not sure who this was and they may or may not be related. Interesting though.

This is my Aunt Bernie and she still smiles as well and as often as she did back then.

We think this may be Grandpa's oldest brother. He died in Winnemucca, Nevada but was not buried there. I'm trying to find out more about him.

Mom

My Mom was the best!

I have a feeling you girls who may be stopping by are super Mom's as well.

UPDATE: My moms name was Doryce and was known to all only as Dode.

Straight Outta The 50's

Ran across this and decided to make this a single picture post because I think it reflects such a much simpler time when farming was so different and also I know most of the people.

The two men on the left would only be a guess but the others behind the counter are well known. Of course you can tell this is a John Deere store. From right to left is my uncle then my grandfather, a fellow who worked there,another uncle and a friend who passed away recently who taught me so much. Marv also let me take his 1965 Buick Riviera to the prom one year probably not one of the smartest things he ever did I'm sure.

To my knowledge only one person remains alive and that is my uncle on the right the last out of nine children. Jack is probably 82 or so. My father also worked here for some time and was the parts man. I helped him take inventory several times crawling around those bins you see in the back with a flashlight calling out part numbers and how many. I know he really appreciated that.

You can click on this picture and look around a bit at some of the posters and such as this is actually not too bad of a picture of a picture I took.

In the future there will be some posts of times gone by from many years ago. Now that everybody is gone there won't be any bitching about being spread around on the internets now will there.