The other day, I went down into the basement and grabbed a box as part of my current “Get Rid of the Crap” campaign, fully expecting to be shredding old bank statements or throwing away trinkets that had long outlived their usefulness.
Instead, I happened upon 3 cigar boxes full of old photographs. One box, which I do not remember ever seeing, was clearly from my Dad. In it, were snapshots from his time off the coast of Northern Africa during WWII, a ticket stub from the Chicago Cubs game in 1938 when Gabby Hartnett hit his famous home run to win the pennant , and a wedding photo of his parents- my grandparents, Nana and Grandpa Murphy, dated June 30, 1919.
Wow! I had never seen this photo before and I was pretty sure my siblings and cousins had not seen it either. The reactions were so emotional: my sister cried, my cousin saw his mom’s face in Nana’s; everyone wanted a copy….
So, nearly 100 years later, the descendants of Marguerite and Vincent Murphy are able to share that moment of their history with one another, show their kids a photo of their great, great grandparents, reminisce, share some stories and fill in a little piece of the puzzle as to from where they came- all because of a small 3×4 black and white photograph hidden away in a cigar box….
Photographs are powerful and the great moments is our lives deserve to be captured by more that an iPhone. They deserve to be recorded by professionals and printed for posterity! We do this for our children, and as a grandchild of Marguerite and Vincent, all I can say is “Thank-you”