Sepia Saturday – A Show of Legs

Sepia Saturday provides bloggers with an opportunity to share their history through the medium of photographs. Historical photographs of any age or kind become the launchpad for explorations of family history, local history and social history in fact or fiction, poetry or prose, words or further images. If you want to play along, sign up to the link, try to visit as many of the other participants as possible, and have fun.

I had a set of pictures in mind for this prompt, but my desire to participate in a timely manner caused me to change my mind. I’ll do the others when I can give them their due.

Instead, I give you this photo taken before the wedding of my mom and step dad. Even though no one is dancing, I think it matches the prompt pretty well – but sometimes in opposition to the prompt photo. (That’s me on the left.)

My mom, on the right, stands in a similar pose to the woman pictured on the right in the prompt. Mom is leaning a bit more forward and we can’t see her other arm, but I’ll bet she was resting a hand on her sister Wilma for balance. They show the same amount of leg and their heels are of similar height. The line of their skirts even match.

No one is looking directly at the camera in either photo.

There are three people in a row and a chair, but no one is sitting in this chair.

In my picture, there are three hats, three pairs of gloves, and three corsages – unlike the prompt.

But in both pictures, it is all about the legs.

When I first started blogging, I wrote another post about my mother’s legs – and mine. And I see that I used this photo in that post as well: Why did the pigeon-toed girl cross the board?

As a little girl, I always thought I looked more like my Aunt Wilma than my mother. We both had blonde hair and blue eyes. And we were both pigeon-toed. I think it made me feel a special bond with her.

Me with a new watch

 

Aunt Wilma as a girl

That’s it for me today! Put on your dancing shoes and step on over to Sepia Saturday to see what others have done with the prompt.

The William/Bill/Pearl Hoskins envelope

Sometimes my blog is a useful backup for my brain and for my lack of organization. That’s what it is today. I have a few photos and other items that were in my mom’s possession and I want to finish scanning and identifying everything so that they can be returned to their home.

William Pearl Hoskins, known apparently by both Bill and Pearl, was the son of William Hoskins and 1st cousin to my grandfather Thomas Hoskins.

Mom had sorted some of the family photos, newspaper clippings, and such into manilla envelopes. The one for Bill (Pearl) Hoskins contained the items above. I know it was Mom who did the sorting because that’s her handwriting on the large envelope.

Inside the envelope was a photo holder containing portraits of Bill (Pearl) Hoskins and his wife Marguirite.

There is also the 1948 high school graduation portrait of their son, William H. Hoskins

A much older photograph is of Bill (Pearl), Marguirite, and their daughter Helen.

My grandmother Eveline’s handwriting identifies the contents of the small white envelope, which held a photo of Bill.

The back of the photo is inscribed:
I thought you might like to have this picture.
Marguirite
Nov 14
1970

The photo was clearly printed in August 1962. Bill died in 1969, so I imagine Marguirite thought my grandfather would like to have this picture of his cousin.

Also in the envelope was a Lincoln postage stamp and a newspaper clipping titled “So We’re Not Worth Much!”

Did Marguirite or Bill send this to my grandparents or did it just end up in the envelope so as not to get lost? Maybe my grandmother intended to send it to Marguirite. Who knows?

There was one more item in the small envelope.

I don’t know who this William Haskins (probably Hoskins) is. It obviously is not William H. Hoskins, son of Pearl and Marguirite because his high school graduation portrait is here.

In my Hoskins line I have:
William HoskinsĀ 1823-1900
His son William Hoskins 1862-1930
His son William Pearl Hoskins 1894-1969
His son William H. Hoskins 1929-1985

I have not found children of William H. Hoskins. So it’s possible that the clipping above is his son. Pearl and his wife Maxine lived in Ottumwa, Iowa. There is a Church St. in Ottumwa, although Google maps does not show this as a residential area today – more of an intersection with a small highway and a strip center. Maybe a cousin who can fill in the blanks will see this.

I can check off this envelope as scanned and saved, although I have research questions to answer.

Another envelope tomorrow sounds like a good plan.

 

Sepia Saturday – Thinking of Mom

Today would have been my mom’s birthday.

Mom was born during the Great Depression into a coal miner’s family. She knew what it meant not to have much in the way of material things and to rely on government assistance during hard times.

Against the norms of the day, she made a difficult decision when I was two because she believed it would mean a better life for the two of us.

Mom and me

Mom valued family and devoted herself to our well being. She would have done whatever she believed necessary to protect her children.

I never remember a time when Mom wasn’t involved in the lives of children – as a Sunday school teacher, a Girl Scout leader, a second mom to her kid’s friends. Her actions and love of children taught me that there are no other people’s children.

I can’t give her a present today, so in honor of her example, I’ll be gifting Austin Region Justice For Our Neighbors – a United Methodist immigration ministry (mom grew up Methodist).

If you are so inclined, I hope you will consider giving to this organization or another of your choosing that serves immigrants, migrants, asylum seekers, or separated families in need of compassion and assistance.

This is my offering for Sepia Saturday. Please visit other participants, sit at the table, and enjoy the stories they have to tell.

Sepia Saturday Theme Images – 426 7th July 2018