The Whole Bunch – 1922

Today I spread all my Cleage photos out on the table and began putting them into order by number or date.  While I was doing this, I found another photograph in the sequence that I posted about twice this week.  Click here to see the photo of my grandparents, where I speculate that it was taken soon after their marriage.  Several people wondered what he was holding over his shoulder.  Click here to read about my discovery of the numbers on the back of most of the photographs.

I can see the people more clearly in this group photograph but, it is in bad shape.  Starting from the left, are two headless women and I don’t know who they are. The little girl is my Aunt Barbara, next to her is my Uncle Hugh, Uncle Louis, Uncle Henry, Theodore Page (who looks like he has a double), a mystery girl, and the FLAG that my grandfather held over his shoulder.  Behind them are, an unknown man, my great grandmother Celia Rice Cleage Sherman, her son Jacob, my father Albert “Toddy”,  three people I don’t know then my grandfather Albert B. Cleage Sr.  In the background are some other people.  I don’t know who they are or where they are.

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13 thoughts on “The Whole Bunch – 1922

  1. Amazing such a small scrap has survived. What that little piece of paper has been through and represents is fascinating. The edges long since discarded, but the most important part was left for you to eventually find. Quite a keepsake.

  2. You are GOOD! Excellent detective work. Now I would guess the picture was taken on a holiday – Memorial Day, Armistice Day, or maybe 4th of July.

  3. My Aunt Gladys was born September 29, 1922. This gathering took place in or near Detroit, Michigan. Everybody has on long sleeves, caps and even a few suit coats. Probably not yet hot enough to be July.

    I think we can rule out Armistice Day because nobody has picnics in Detroit in November and also because my grandmother still looks pregnant.

    I think it was Memorial Day, May 30, 1922.

    Maybe this week I will find a dated photograph from photo group 573!

  4. I always find damaged photographs even more fascinating than wonderfully preserved ones. It is the jig-saw puzzle lover in me I suppose. Great post

  5. A poignant reminder that even torn and damaged photographs are treasures and shouldn't be thrown away.

    By the way, I love the Richard Llewellyn quote at the side of your blog!

  6. A fascinating photo – I love the inscription the whole bunch. I wonder if the top was torn by accident or on purpose?

  7. Bob, I guess there could be but I don't see any extra feet.

    Mel, I hope not!

    Nana, I love that quote too.

    Alan, I'm glad nobody threw it out!

  8. Fascinating back story about the numbers…and maybe it wasn't torn by accident….or perhaps one day you may uncover the other pieces. I so love the interesting stories in my own family history, and now I'm finding other people's sepia saturday offereings equally as interesting. Thanks!

  9. great detective work! I wonder how many pricelss interesting torn photos I have discarded not ever considering I could learn something from them over the years..Very interesting

  10. my mom had a funny way to maim pictures, especially those she appeared in. my mom must be related, in some ways, to yours…

  11. Ticklebear, it wasn't my mother who had this photo, it's from my father's side of the family. I think it's just brittle and being stuck in a box willy nilly … of course one of my uncles did write some strange things on the back some of the photos when he was a kid so who knows? :-/

  12. i rest my case!!
    that's what my mother did. i found a large suitcase full of pictures, and i had to make sense of it all, trying to keep what was related to my family and dismissing the rest… as if some people never heard of a proper photo album…

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