Adopted Ancestors

I adopted ancestors over the weekend. I have no idea what their names are, but their expressions captured my imagination and hit my funny bone all in one fell swoop...

(Honestly, couldn't you see some froo-froo valentine-y phrase above their heads extolling the joys of love, romance, and marriage?)



The tintype photograph was found in a coppery/metal frame that yes, I put back after scanning the photo:



I LOVE it!

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~ Right as my ancestor-adoption-addiction begins, The Thrift Shop Romantic concurs that the scanner is a most trusted friend to both me and my ephemera...



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Perhaps my great-great-great-great (how many greats?) relative above should have remembered this:

Whatever you give a woman, she's going to multiply.
If you give her a house, she'll give you a home.
If you give her groceries, she'll give you a meal.
If you give her a smile, she'll give you her heart.
She multiplies and enlarges whatever is given to her.


So - if you give her crap, You will receive more back than any one human being can ever handle.

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