Who is this saucy young woman? Don’t know? Don’t care?
She looks like fun, though, doesn’t she?
What if you found this photo in a bin at Goodwill? For sale on eBay?
Would you buy it? Would you feel vaguely sad that somebody got rid of it, and move on?
What if you found her in your parents’ stuff and didn’t know who she was?
Would you keep, or toss? Would you try to find the story behind the photo?
Allow me to introduce you to Hazel Islery Clay Thornton, my paternal grandmother and namesake. Sadly, she died when my dad was 16. Thus, also sadly, I never got the chance to know her. But I did feel, in a way, like I met her when I saw this photo for the first time. I’d seen photos of her older self, but none of her younger self until recently. There’s more to her story than I will probably ever know, and just looking at the photo begs questions — What beach is this? How old was she? Who took the photo? — but I’m happy for the chance to know this much: She was kind. She was happy. She was fun-loving. My dad adored her.
And what are names and dates without photos?
Here are the basics, and screenshots of a couple of census records:
Hazel Islery Clay Thornton: b. 16 Jun 1906, Richmond, VA, d. 10 Jul 1950, Los Angeles, CA
Here is Hazel, age 3, living with her parents and little brother, in Richmond, VA in 1910:
To me, this census record is almost as good as a photo, but I can understand if it’s not quite as meaningful to you.
Here she is living with her husband and two children (including my dad, age 6) in Los Angeles in 1940.
These facts are so much more interesting with a photo or two to go with them, don’t you think?
Interest in genealogy is increasing
You may have heard, probably from me, that genealogy is the second most popular hobby in America, after gardening. But did you know that it’s also the second most Googled topic on the internet, after pornography?!?! I have to imagine this includes keyword searches such as “Ancestry”, “Family Tree”, “Heritage”, and “Org4life Family History Research Services”, just as searchers are presumably rather specific when Googling up their porn. (Don’t worry, we won’t dwell on that. And it’s probably not even true, as per this humor-less article about a harmless claim.)
Such are the tidbits I pick up at conferences, the most recent one being the 10th anniversary celebration (and 7th annual conference) of the Association of Professional Photo Organizers (APPO), now The Photo Managers. Happy anniversary and congratulations to founder Cathi Nelson!
I was lucky enough this year (2019) that conference was held in Bernalillo, New Mexico, at the gorgeous Tamaya resort, just 20 miles north of my house. In addition to meeting up with organizing colleagues, and learning about new photo organizing techniques and resources, it gave me a chance to reflect on what photos have to do with my primary interest: genealogy.
Most photo organizers do not also do genealogy research. But many of them help genealogists organize their photos. So, it delighted me to see a session offered this year called “Adding Genealogy as a Service”, presented by Caroline Guntur, The Swedish Organizer. Several colleagues asked why I was attending this session, if I already offer genealogy research services to clients. Indeed, only a handful of us raised our hands when asked who the genealogists were in the room. Well, it’s because I only know a handful of other genealogy organizers, and I wanted to hear what Caroline had to say! And the first thing she said was, “What’s a photo without the story?”
I didn’t learn much in terms of methods and resources that I didn’t already know about, but still, the session inspired me. Listening to Caroline reminded me how much more I have to do in terms of sharing my family research with my family. Not to mention the contents of Mom’s Boxes! And made me realize I would like to add more client photos (photos they give me, and photos I find online to surprise them with) to the genealogy stories I tell with words and dates. It’s one thing to add local and global historical facts to give perspective to an ancestor’s story, and to glean their occupation and other details about their way of life from the documents I find. But photos really bring the story to life, don’t you think?
Who are these people, anyway?
So many people throw photos away because they don’t know the people in them. And the organizer in me agrees: Toss! I even offer a Photo Clutter Flow Chart to help you figure out which photos are clutter and what to do with them. But the genealogist in me says – Hold on a minute! When was this photo taken? Whose house is this? Maybe we can figure out who these people are with just a bit of research.
Family photos and stories help children grow up feeling more secure and feeling like they know where they fit into this big world. Sharing photos and family stories make us all feel connected. As humans, we all have so much more in common than we have differences.
I told Caroline I was going to write a blog post about what genealogy has to do with photo organizing. She replied, “Like everything?” Exactly!
UPDATE: Mystery solved!
Last year (when I originally wrote this post) I tried to identify the hotel in the background of the photo. I Googled images of beachside hotels in Southern California and worldwide, past and present. Nothing. I posted it on Facebook and asked my Southern California friends if they recognized it. A couple of them said, “Yes! It looks like the Hotel Del Mar in Santa Monica.”
But I had my doubts. The building design was, indeed quite similar. I probably could have gotten away with claiming it was the Hotel Del Mar. But there were too many differences — more than remodelings during intervening years would account for. (I’ll spare you the structural details here in this post.) I even contacted the hotel itself, and the Santa Monica historical society, with mixed results.
What’s a Photo Without the Story? A guide to leaving your family legacy.
We both could tell without looking it up (and you, too, probably) that the swimsuit and hairstyle, with headband, indicated that the photo was taken in the 1920’s. (Plus, I knew it was my grandma, and when she lived.) Maureen agreed that the hotel was not the Casa Del Mar and she showed me another (non-beach) photo of a similar building to demonstrate that it was not a unique style during that time period. She asked where, exactly, my grandparents had lived in Los Angeles (I got addresses from census records, both before and after their 1925 marriage) and I consulted a map to determine which beaches they were most likely to have visited. Santa Monica and Long Beach were the straightest shots (with several beaches in between).
Not having any reason to think they were world travelers, I searched “beach hotels near Los Angeles 1925”. Nada. Maureen asked if there were any other photos from that same day. There weren’t, but I did find a photo of my grandpa with my aunt as a child (so, still in the 20’s) with a sign in the background that said, very clearly, “Silver Spray Pleasure Pier”. Which at that time, according to Google, was located in Long Beach. I also remember my dad saying he had enjoyed visiting Long Beach as a child, but he did not recognize the hotel. He wrote: “Mom used to take me to Long Beach by bus, with my little sand bucket and tiny shovel…just her and me…When a little older, going to The Pike was a real treat.”
I changed my search slightly, to: “beach hotels near Los Angeles 1920’s”…..and there it was! The Hotel Virginia in Long Beach!
From this article, The opulent rise and dismal fall of the Hotel Virginia in Long Beach, referring to the Great Depression:
“The Virginia, with no hope of a national economic recovery in sight, closed its doors in October 1932 and just weeks before it would’ve likely fallen to the Long Beach quake of ‘33. It was razed and the rubble was carried away from the town.”
Well, no wonder my dad didn’t recognize the hotel. He was born that same year — 1933!
Meanwhile, I’ve never been a special fan of colorized photos. But Maureen has convinced me that sometimes important details become more visible once an old photo is sharpened and colorized. There were no significant clues revealed in this particular photo, but I must admit that the enhancements highlight my grandma against the backdrop of the hotel in a way that the original does not.
Which one do YOU prefer?
As for who took the photo, I’m going with my grandpa, based on the timeframe, the flirty look, and the fact that the photo was in my dad’s possession. Maybe they spent their honeymoon at the Hotel Virginia?
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