More Boys in Dresses

All my posts so far have been about my father’s side of the family.  Maybe it’s because I’m living in New York now, in what used to be a very German area, that I feel a particular connection to my old German family.  But I realize I’ve been neglecting some other quality family photos that come from my mother’s side of the family.

Example:

Great Granddad and Yale Drama

The dashing fellow in the center was my Great Grandfather, Robert Chesterfield, looking very serious indeed in his cast photo.  I have no clue what play this was for, but clearly being at Yale ca. 1900 meant that it called for men to dress up like women.

Those are some BAD wigs.

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Family Business

After helping my mother this past week with her “family” business, I thought it would be a good time to show you a different, older, family business:

Osceola Grocery in The Bronx

Great Grandfather August was first generation American, after his father August and his mother Elise immigrated from northern Germany in the early 1860s.  Growing up, he spent some time in Osceola, Nebraska, with his uncle, living in a sod house.  This lovely old New York grocery store was where you can now find yourself stuck in god-awful traffic on the Major Deegan Parkway in the South Bronx.

153 Lincoln Ave may now be a heating and sprinkler company, but the original building and window molding is still there…

So glad that every where you go in New York you can still find little remnants of Old New York.

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Family Time and Tag Sales

Two of my sisters visited the fam this past week.  It was lovely to do dinner and take in a show with all of them in Thursday.  Friday was one of those rare days when all 4 of us daughters were in my parents house.  My three sisters and I all get along, though when there’s that much estrogen in one house, a fight does tend to erupt (usually involving me… whoops!).

One sister left yesterday morning, and this morning I went with Dad to drop off my other sister at the airport.  But before doing that, She and I pulled out a drawer of old photos.  Mainly photos of her from when she was little (I’m the youngest by many years), though there was one photo of me that we found…

Me and Mom

Poufy hair and a Polaroid…. does it get any better?

And living around the corner from the Metropolitan Museum means that I get to go there all the time and discover new pieces that I love.

Van Gogh in the permanent collection at The Met

And on a totally different note…

This coming weekend is the ASID of CT’s Designer Tag Sale!

I will be there helping my Mother, Betsy Lange of Clay-Biddle Associates, as well as hawking some of my vintage wares from my Etsy Shop and new products.  Momma Bear will be selling her hand-painted tiles, fabric, and possibly even some wall paper.  I’ll be there with vintage bottles, books, and corkscrews to decorate your table tops, as well as our brand new, hand-matted vintage children’s illustrations.  I’m super excited about these and have spent many hours hunched over in the studio with a matt-board cutter. Hopefully yall will like them as much as we do!

Vintage Children's Illustrations

These prints have all been taken from children’s books from the 1940s.

Vintage Illustrations

I know there was a lot in the post, but I’ll give yall a reminder about the tag sale later this week.  If you live in Fairfield or Westchester County you should definitely stop by… if not for me, then for all the other amazing designer deals!

When: 10/29/2011

Time: 10:00 am – 04:00 pm

Location: at Christ Church in Greenwich, CT.

 

Cheers!

~Robin

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The Unknowns

There are two photos from Grandma Anna’s collection that truly stand out, but have no identification.  They are two old photos on metal plates of a girl and boy probably around 10.  After reading descriptions of old methods of photography on A.J Morris’ Site, I’m guessing that they’re tin-types.  But I don’t know if they’re from Germany or New York. All I know is it’s later than the 1860s.

The little boy could be my great-grandfather August or his brother William, who was born in Princeton, NJ in the 1860s.  His parents, August and Elise, emigrated from Oldenburg in 1861, and settled down in NJ.  When my great-grandfather was 7, Elise died from diabetes, according to the Hudson NJ medical records.  The 1880 Federal Census shows that they had another German immigrant, Bertha Schon, living with them as a servant.  I imagine she probably did most of the upbringing.  Great great grandfather August was a grocer.

If the other picture is August or Henry, then I fancy that this picture is their younger sister Agnes.  Those are some serious ears.

I do wish there were names on these mysteries.

 

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When Boys Looked Like Girls…

I don’t really know the story behind this one.  I know my great uncle Gus (August) is on the right.  He was 2 years older than my Grandpa Robert (both grandfathers were actually named Robert), and 5 when this picture was taken in 1900.  My grandfather was 3, and apparently got dressed like a girl.  The back of the photo simply says “Dad and Gus”, which I assume my grandmother wrote on it before she gave it to my dad.

I wish I knew why it was printed on an angle…

They were both born in New York.  I have written down that my grandfather was baptized at St. Anne’s Church, on E 140th in the South Bronx.  The church is still there, though the address is listed as being on St. Ann’s Avenue, and it’s apparently Episcopalian, which is surprising since my very German family was all either Lutheran or Dutch Reform back in the day.  As always, there’s more to be learned.

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School Girl days

 

Dad’s mom Anna Adeline grew up in The Bronx.  If she were still around she’d be 111 this year- we have big generation gaps in my family.

Grandma Anna liked to mark herself in old photos… possibly just in case she forgot.  Clearly, she’s the one with the blue pen mark.  I love the giant bow sticking out from behind her head, as well as the squinting eyes I managed to inherit from her.  And the glares.  Almost NONE of these kids want to be in this photo!

It’s nice to see that classic Old New York diversity in this picture that you always see in movies that take place in turn-of-the-century New York.  Certainly northern European, as my grandma lived in a German area, but it’s not as homogenous as many areas can be today.  Can anyone tell me what ethnicity the girl standing second from the left is?  I’m intrigued by her clothes and have to assume she’s not northern European.  And I love the intensity in her eyes.

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