Hello!

A while back, I went to an auction, looking to purchase a few things cheap and then resell them.  Sort of a hobby of mine.  Well, this time turned out differently than any other.  I arrived and found a box of old orphan photographs.  Several boxes in fact.  I immediately felt an overwhelming sadness come over me.  I suppose this is a good time to say, that I've been a genealogist for most of my life.  Not for pay, but for fun.  And staring down at those faces just made me want to cry, because almost certainly there was at least one that a researcher out there would love to have, if only there was a name attached.

I am not ashamed to admit, I felt very protective over these photographs.  So much so, that I ended up purchasing them and nothing else.  Going home that night, I admit I felt slightly foolish, being so attached to photos of people I had no knowledge of and probably never would.

Since then I've purchased other lots of photographs, and I now specifically seek them out when on the rare occasion I attend an auction.  Most of these have simply been scanned into my computer, one more face to add to the database.  Likely to never be identified.

A few lucky photos, however, have given me hope that they may be reunited with someone who will cherish them.  A few were lucky enough to have names attached.  I will sporadically be updating this blog with a new photo, a new name, and my attempts at finding out which "John Smith" they are.  Perhaps, with luck, they will find their rightful family.