tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47615161904535514172024-03-08T21:03:25.881+01:00PLK Sepia SaturdaySepia Saturday to świetny projekt do prezentowania swoich archiwaliów i dzielenia się nimi z innymi, to także sposób na odnalezienie członków swojej rodziny. PolecamPLKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04977380055592015480noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761516190453551417.post-48167998712209795132011-11-28T18:25:00.001+01:002011-11-28T18:57:02.652+01:00Two picsThis week I would like to show two pictures.<br />
First one is a group photo taken in 1930-ies. I am not sure what organization it was - the caps seems different than student caps which can be seen in previous posts. At least I suppose so ;). Maybe someone can help. My grandfather (mom's dad) is marked with a cross over his head.<br />
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Second is a typical family photo taken in 1938. My mom is two and looks like a boy because of her short hair. It changed in a year - look at her in 1939 in some previous posts. And I like this photo.<br />
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<br />PLKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04977380055592015480noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761516190453551417.post-75535211674208079332011-11-16T23:03:00.001+01:002011-11-16T23:42:57.977+01:00My dad's momI do not know too much about my dad's ancestors. Mainly names and dates of birth and death. Mainly because I have never met most of them, also there are no documents in family archive. Two posts ago I presented a picture of my granfather. Now something about his wife.<br />
My grandmother Michalina Bednarek was born in 1900. She had two sisters and four brothers. I met only two of them.<br />
I also met my grandmother. When my parents were working, she spent with me a lot of time. She lived with us. But she died when I was less then a year old. And I do not remember her. At all.<br />
When she was young she married colonel of the Polish Legions. Unfortunately both her husband and their daughter died because of tuberculosis. I have one picture of my grandma in widows weeds, taken probably about 1930.<br />
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I also have a membership card of her brother Wladyslaw, issued in 1925<br />
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and pictures of her, probably youngest brother Jozef, in corporal's suit. These pictures were taken in 1938, when he was 22. He and his sister Jadwiga, who died in 2009 were just the only I remember.<br />
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<br />PLKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04977380055592015480noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761516190453551417.post-66287309604526866322011-10-30T20:36:00.001+01:002011-10-30T20:36:42.531+01:00Happened in 1943Few days ago I went, with my son Michal, to pay my respect to my granddad Jan Zawislak at his grave in Popkowice, small village, where he lived (see one of my first posts). In the same cemetary I found a grave of 12 men died in 1943 in a near village Skorczyce. I took its picture<br />
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It would be one of many such stories which happened during the WWII. But my grandparents and my mom (which was 7 years old) lived there and then and my mom still remember <b>the</b> story. It was a typical nazi revenge action - partizans killed a nazi in the village - he lived in a brewery in Popkowice. Probably he was a problem for people. But nazis took a revenge, very not fair one. They set a fire to a building in the nearby village Skorczyce and when villagers came to help, nazis shoot them down.</div>
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People made a great funeral to the victims. Many people from Skorczyce and Popkowice came, also my grandparents with my mom. Though the priest was afraid of nazis, he was also forced to come to make the funeral in a Christian way. Here are two photos taken then, in September 1943.</div>
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<br /></div>PLKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04977380055592015480noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761516190453551417.post-72932628148049575812011-05-21T22:45:00.000+02:002011-05-21T22:45:15.837+02:00A month break - sorry. I had some new activities in my life which took all my notice. Just a new job.<br />
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Now let's take a break in my mom's family. As stated aside of the blog I have very few pictures from my father and decided to present them in next few posts.<br />
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My father's dad, grandad Wladyslaw (Vladislav) was born in 1888 (wow). His father Stanislav (my great grandfather) moved to Lublin together with his father (my great great grandfather - I do not know his name). They both were specialists in sugar-mill building and there was a sugar-mill being build in Lublin then (it was closed a year ago).<br />
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And I did not find a lot about them and their family. All I know is that my granddad had 3 bros and one sister. One of his brothers moved to Canada in the begining of 20th century. Some people say he had to escape. But why I still try to find. Anyway the family lost any contact with him. - he sent only one postcard in 1940's without his address.<br />
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I found in the web that Stanislav married Aleksandra Zbikowski in 1885 (and my grandfather was born 3 years later) in Krasne when the family lived then. And a year later his brother Valentin was also married with Marianna. He moved to US with 5 USD as can be seen on the document found in the web, with a destination of Buffalo. Also in this case the family lost any contact.<br />
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</tbody></table>I have one picture of my grandpa I really like - it was taken about 1915 so he is 27. He is in a suit of Don Cossack Regiment. I remember that when I was young (he died when I was eight and he lived with us) I loved his evening stories about his service in Cossack Regiment.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This week walking pictures. The weather forecasts looks great for the Easter time this year. I will take my family for a walk to take some walking pictures, but then there is always someone missing - me - the photographer ;-)</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Year 1932 - my grandma left, with a friend. I cannot find out the place. I suppose we see the entrance to the Jewish quarter, completly wiped out during WWII</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And 1934 - my grandma first from the left, in the background we see the monument (of Polish - Lithuanian Union) still standing in the center of Lublin. Let's keep smiling</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">February of 1935. Grandma is right. The guy following her was a husband of Lucyna, her sister, thus I suppose it is Lucyna in the back. Keep smiling</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">May of 1936 - my grandma. And the girls are looking at this picture taking, also a guy and some other people. I am curious why. It is 1936 and 'walking pictures' is very popular then. What was so unusual then?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1937 - grandma is left. Let's walk. Keep smiling</td></tr>
</tbody></table>PLKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04977380055592015480noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761516190453551417.post-73147863783443038462011-04-09T09:01:00.000+02:002011-04-09T09:01:00.956+02:00Missed glimpses - part I - FeliksaI still find some old pictures or left them as they did not fit any of my previous posts.<br />
I will present them now.<br />
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All three pictures here come from the early 1930s. First one is the walking picture of four ladies.<br />
I like it: different hats and so different and nice ladies' faces. My grandma is second from the left.<br />
I intend to do some postprocessing to this picture in the future. <br />
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</tbody></table>It is short this week. Hope to find more time in the future for better posts.PLKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04977380055592015480noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761516190453551417.post-74938935712445785062011-03-26T07:58:00.000+01:002011-03-26T07:58:18.031+01:00My mom Iza - part IV<div style="text-align: justify;">So we came to hot summer of 1939, last days before WWII. The international situation was getting hot and my grandpa Jozef was called-up to the army. He moved his family near their family town Lublin to a village Ostrow (or it was rather a very small town). He left his wife and daughter with her sister Lucyna (see the post from January 25th). </div><div style="text-align: justify;">The first picture shows both sisters with their daughters - left is Feliksa with my mom, right is Lucyna with Hanna, born 1938. As I wrote in the previously mentioned post Hanna, my aunt, resembles her mother very much.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From the left: grandma Feliksa, mom Iza, my aunt Hanna and her mother Lucyna</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In front of the village house - first from the left is Lucyna's husband, sitting in the middle Lucyna with Hanna, <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And here my grandpa Jozef already in the army suit - suppose last moment before he left his wife and daughter. <br />
My mom seems sad that dad is leaving. Grandpa is smiling. What was behind? Real soldier or just a smile for good memories in any bad case? Nobody can tell now.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I suppose the bag belongs to my grandma, and my mom loves to carry it. At least my sister behaved this way ;-)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My grandma and my mom - three years old in all the pictures</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My mom with a girl - friend - holding her hand and looking into her eyes. <br />
I suppose the same girl which was on a motor-bike in a previous post.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Next week we will see the last month before WWII.PLKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04977380055592015480noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761516190453551417.post-6795275855428931052011-03-11T23:19:00.001+01:002011-03-11T23:21:30.275+01:00My mom Iza - part II<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Last week I presented first two years of my mom's life - till she lived in Sambor with my grandparents. May 1938 they moved to Pleszew - smaller town, then Polish and in Ukraine nowadays. But let's start with two photos I like but I do not exactly know when and where they were taken.<br />
And this week the post is quite short. Next week I will add more pictures of my mom till September 1939.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My mama in pyjama - suppose 1938</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My mom with her parents, Jozef and Feliksa<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YiEUJohDDXI/TXqc9atXeaI/AAAAAAAAAG4/FEov2eZX_7M/s1600/1936+Sambor+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YiEUJohDDXI/TXqc9atXeaI/AAAAAAAAAG4/FEov2eZX_7M/s320/1936+Sambor+1.jpg" width="243" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And above one more picture stlii from 1936 from Sambor - my grandma with her friend and my mom<br />
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And below three pictures from Pleszew (how to pronounce it? ;-))</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-decHkvV_XX4/TXqeIyhVlII/AAAAAAAAAHE/hvk28DeqG8g/s1600/1939+Pleszew.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="251" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-decHkvV_XX4/TXqeIyhVlII/AAAAAAAAAHE/hvk28DeqG8g/s320/1939+Pleszew.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My mom riding - spring 1938<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-e60y8-OLnz8/TXqeKaV51MI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-mbiOBqhdPk/s1600/1939+wiosna+Sambor+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-e60y8-OLnz8/TXqeKaV51MI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-mbiOBqhdPk/s320/1939+wiosna+Sambor+2.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Which one is faster? A horse or a motorbike? (Mom in a back)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">For comparison - my grandma with the same motorcycle</td></tr>
</tbody></table>PLKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04977380055592015480noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761516190453551417.post-84503476093404146252011-03-03T19:32:00.000+01:002011-03-03T19:32:55.951+01:00My mom Iza<div style="text-align: justify;">Though I have some photos from ealier years I still need to find more info about persons presented there. Thus I decided to show my mom early years.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">My mom is a daughter of Jozef and Feliksa, presented here several times, together with their families. She was born in 1936, her godfather being Czeslaw from my post below. First I present some pictures taken in 1936 in Sambor, where Jozef i Feliksa stayed then. Jozef worked there in a prison service so he took his new wife with him. And Sambor is a small town, till 1939 in Poland, then taken by Soviet Union, now in Ukraine.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">They stayed in Sambor till May, 1938 when Jozef was moved to nearby Pleszewo to take a position of a Chief of Pleszewo Prison.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">All pictures below were taken in Sambor, or rather its neibourhood.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Rj47hzKb1m4/TW_NdqEL5GI/AAAAAAAAAGA/F_NOBWcwr-I/s1600/1936+Sambor+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Rj47hzKb1m4/TW_NdqEL5GI/AAAAAAAAAGA/F_NOBWcwr-I/s320/1936+Sambor+2.jpg" width="230" /></a>First picture taken in 1936</div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Also 1936 - my grandmom and my mom</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1937 - I suppose happy time for a kid</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1937 - Jozef, Iza and Feliksa</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1937 - Feliksa nad Iza</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1937 - Iza and maybe her lovely toy</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1937 - Feliksa with Iza - fantastic baby - carriage</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1937 - sweet lying on the grass</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1937 - winter time - sledge of the type which is still sold in Poland, though not so popular nowadays - 80 years ago</td></tr>
</tbody></table>They stayed in Sambor till May, 1938 when Jozef was moved to nearby Pleszewo to take a position of a Chief of Pleszewo Prison - I've got an original document. So next week I present second part of a short, happy time of my mom's childhood.PLKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04977380055592015480noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761516190453551417.post-90727880577380917642011-02-16T22:49:00.001+01:002011-02-16T22:53:26.155+01:00Czeslaw<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As promised before I present a short history of my grandma's brother Czeslaw. In the meantime I received quite interesting letter from his order via facebook and found another letter, written in 1984 by his sister Krystyna to my mother, describing her memories of Czeslaw. The letter from his order gave me quite reach literature where I can find more info on him.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Below I present only facts which I am sure about, as there are some differences between both letters. I will try to find out more, mainly thanks to the literature given via FB.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Czeslaw was born in 1917 in Lublin. I have no info about his young years. Anyway in 1935 he graduated from Christian College of Saint Fidelin in Lomza. I have two new pictures from that years (the other one was presented in the post on sisters and bros of my grandma). First one might be probably the picture taken just after graduation as it is dated 1935. He is standing top left. Anyway he does not look 18 years old here, does he?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e_rlHv6lO3M/TVw5Hj3B2qI/AAAAAAAAAFs/5bvGT4DFMTM/s1600/1935+Czes%25C5%2582aw_cr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="209" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e_rlHv6lO3M/TVw5Hj3B2qI/AAAAAAAAAFs/5bvGT4DFMTM/s320/1935+Czes%25C5%2582aw_cr.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The other picture is from scouting - Czeslaw is standing in the right. He is so similar in face to some pictures of my grandma.</span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KGoGgPS-Lus/TVw5OuSi0BI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SwAMM1Ps3BY/s1600/Czes%25C5%2582aw+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="199" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KGoGgPS-Lus/TVw5OuSi0BI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SwAMM1Ps3BY/s320/Czes%25C5%2582aw+2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The same year, 1935, he moved to Warsaw and became an acolyte in the church belonging to Capuchin order, taking a habit in 1937 and the vows in 1938. His order name was Wieslaw. In the meantime, in 1936 he stood godfather to my mom. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Being in the order he studied philosophy in Zakroczym. As it was situated near to fortress Modlin, during WWII Capuchins were moved to Lubartow, a small town near Lublin. Thus he was again near to the family.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In the spring of 1940, when nazis arrested Capuchins in Lublin, Capuchin seminarists in Lubartow were sent home by the order. He came home with two other seminarists then and spent with his family last few months together. In the autumn the same year he moved to Warsaw to continue studies. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But in the night of 26/27 of June 1941 all brothers of his order were arrested by nazis and moved to Pawiak (well known nazi jail in Warsaw). There is his, most probably, last taken photo in this jail. Czeslaw is standing first from the left.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cjamCKKGlXM/TVw5SG0FGAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7m4FC-Xf6jc/s1600/art_cr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="199" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cjamCKKGlXM/TVw5SG0FGAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7m4FC-Xf6jc/s320/art_cr.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">On 3rd of September 1941 he was moved to Auschwitz nazi camp (the date I found in the internet, together with his camp number <span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">20352 - 20421).</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">Czeslaw died in Auschwitz on 5th of February 1942.</span></div>PLKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04977380055592015480noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761516190453551417.post-46752472963491620672011-02-05T20:09:00.000+01:002011-02-05T20:09:55.257+01:00My grandparents' walks<div style="text-align: justify;">As nowadays, eighty years ago people spend their spare time walking with friends - to the parks or out of town. They didn't spend their time watching tv, blogging or just exploring web, so meeting with friends was much more popular. Also walking was.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">In my archive I found some pictures taken during such walks.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Here my grandma is second from the left. I do not know other women.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TU2ZEx5l2XI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EOAL0wRGU0Q/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TU2ZEx5l2XI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EOAL0wRGU0Q/s320/4.jpg" width="290" /></a></div><br />
And below is a picture taken most probably in the park. My grandpa is standing first from the left, and next to him is my grandma. I suppose the picture was taken before their wedding, so it means 1934 or 1935. Like above no info about other persons, but looking at my grandma and grandpa smiling, they had great time with them.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And here we have the same woman as above walking with a child and my grandparents. Again probably 1934 or 1935.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TU2ZG8aoMpI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/w1MGT09gNuQ/s1600/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TU2ZG8aoMpI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/w1MGT09gNuQ/s320/6.jpg" width="271" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And again probably the same woman and my grandma in the middle. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TU2ZutHb9UI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Zd86b3875QQ/s1600/85_cr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TU2ZutHb9UI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Zd86b3875QQ/s320/85_cr.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And again somewhere in the country, my grandma on the right and the same woman on the left. So it seems they were good friends, spending a lot of time together.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I will try to find out who she was.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TU2ZxaxikgI/AAAAAAAAAFg/sfD_LczgfAM/s1600/89_cr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TU2ZxaxikgI/AAAAAAAAAFg/sfD_LczgfAM/s320/89_cr.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>PLKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04977380055592015480noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761516190453551417.post-62468363364410908222011-01-25T01:41:00.000+01:002011-01-25T01:41:26.219+01:00My grandma's sisters and brothersMy great grandma Eleonora (the young lady from the first post) had six daughters and four sons. And it was the last generation with so many children in the family. And I have pictures of most of them, but unfortunately not all. So this time some portraits.<br />
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Bronislawa, who died only three years ago as the last of all of them. For the family just aunt Bronka . Great woman.<br />
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</div>Krystyna again (left), and the last sister - Irena. When Lucyna died, she left son and daughter (the aunt I mentioned above). The son was very young and Irena took care of him. She lived together with her mother, my great grandma Eleonora. She was a very warm person and when me and my sister were young we liked to spent time with her. Irena died in 1982.<br />
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My grandma had four bothers: Tomasz, Tadeusz, Józef and Czesław. I do not think I ever met any of them. So I knew all living sisters and no brother. Up till now I only found pictures of Czeslaw, who was a monk and died in Auschwitz nazi camp during IIWW. One is his school picture and one is in a monk suit.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TTAKtLfqtuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/AIQsE_FUaXc/s1600/08Feliksa+i+J%25C3%25B3zef.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TTAKtLfqtuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/AIQsE_FUaXc/s320/08Feliksa+i+J%25C3%25B3zef.jpg" width="204" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TTAKtLfqtuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/AIQsE_FUaXc/s1600/08Feliksa+i+J%25C3%25B3zef.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>And here <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">just married</span></b>, 22nd of April 1935. Lublin. Jozef in a prison service suit. In 1930s, when you worked in a state service, you shall to wear your suit during wedding. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;">Jozef got married in a secret. Then he brought his new wife in front of his mother (Jozef's father, Jan, died in 1928). I do not know her reaction.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TTAKvitWIzI/AAAAAAAAAD8/41GeHXT7uto/s1600/09+Feliksa+i+J%25C3%25B3zef.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TTAKvitWIzI/AAAAAAAAAD8/41GeHXT7uto/s320/09+Feliksa+i+J%25C3%25B3zef.jpg" width="212" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TTAKvitWIzI/AAAAAAAAAD8/41GeHXT7uto/s1600/09+Feliksa+i+J%25C3%25B3zef.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>And here probably fall of 1935 in Lublin. Then it means that my mother is 'in place' ;-).</div>PLKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04977380055592015480noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761516190453551417.post-84426018279883243172010-12-26T19:55:00.000+01:002010-12-26T19:55:53.101+01:00Xmas Sepia<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Xmas time is so special, that I decided not to continue my family story this week, but jump to the only older Xmas photos I have. Next time the story will be back, I promise.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The pictures were taken as slides during Christmas Eve in, most probably 1967 (my sister looks 3 years old). Unfortunately the slides were very 'grainy'. They were taken in my family flat. As you can see below, we spent them with my maternal grandparents and my uncle Jan, their son and my mother's brother. The grandparents are the same, which you can see in my two previous posts. As far as I remember we were spending eve either at our flat or at my grandparents'. Usually with more family members, but a year before my greatgrandmother (mother of grandma) died and in the begining of 1967 my dad's father also died (he lived with us). </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TReNKNE-HNI/AAAAAAAAADY/trfMWkL6tb4/s1600/och02ab.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="195" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TReNKNE-HNI/AAAAAAAAADY/trfMWkL6tb4/s320/och02ab.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I suppose that no special comment is required. Maybe only that the first and third pictures show my father Lechoslaw, second and fourth my uncle Jan (now living in US). The young girl is my sister Malgorzata, and I am that boy of six. My mother and grandparents can be seen on all of the pictures.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">All my best to you all.</span></div>PLKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04977380055592015480noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761516190453551417.post-77043595058365427022010-12-17T09:45:00.003+01:002010-12-17T18:25:44.964+01:00Sepia Saturday - my third input<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQsVomMMZHI/AAAAAAAAAC0/6xclr30Kgu4/s1600/Jan+Zawi%25C5%259Blak+1876+-+1928.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQsVomMMZHI/AAAAAAAAAC0/6xclr30Kgu4/s320/Jan+Zawi%25C5%259Blak+1876+-+1928.jpg" width="199" /></a>As I decided earlier - each week I will show one part of my family history. So I choosed my maternal grandfather for this week.<br />
Jozef was born in 1910 in Lublin county.<br />
His father, my greatgrandfather Jan was an organist in a village Popkowice, Lublin county, graduated in music at Kiev University. I have only this one picture of him.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQsYRfjfFDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-YIXivCnbxw/s1600/J%25C3%25B3zef+Zawi%25C5%259Blak+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQsYRfjfFDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-YIXivCnbxw/s320/J%25C3%25B3zef+Zawi%25C5%259Blak+2.jpg" width="226" /></a>My grandfather oldest picture comes from his graduation certificate from secondary school from 1931. Then he looked like below:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQscm6kRlpI/AAAAAAAAADA/Jj8wd7vfdl8/s1600/1932_cr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQscm6kRlpI/AAAAAAAAADA/Jj8wd7vfdl8/s320/1932_cr.jpg" width="320" /></a>After secondary school he served an army. Below the picture from 1932. My grandfather first from the left.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQsa4r2XPLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Os7Tomh_Ks0/s1600/1934.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="237" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQsa4r2XPLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Os7Tomh_Ks0/s320/1934.jpg" width="320" /></a>Here are two pictures of him being a student of Catholic University of Lublin - please notice a characteristic cap on his head. First is a 'walking' photo. Both were taken in 1934 in Lublin. Here second from the left, next picture in the middle.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQsdzQ9E6-I/AAAAAAAAADE/BheDdI0DGJ8/s1600/1934+%25282%2529_cr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="234" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQsdzQ9E6-I/AAAAAAAAADE/BheDdI0DGJ8/s320/1934+%25282%2529_cr.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Last for this post (as I decided to close this week before my granddad met my grandmom) is a picture of his sister, Zofia, who was a school teacher. This is the young girl to the right, with long hair. What is also interesting in the picture is the guy there. I do not know the year, when the picture was taken, but there are teachers and a school master in Warszawice, small town in Garwolin county. And this guy, the school master, is <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piotr_Jaroszewicz">Piotr Jaroszewicz</a> (check the link). After second world war he was a communist politician, in1970 -80 he was a 'red' prime minister of Poland.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQsiniCT7rI/AAAAAAAAADI/A_zLWe8VWgw/s1600/06Piotr+Jaroszewicz+i+Zofia+z+warkoczem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="236" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQsiniCT7rI/AAAAAAAAADI/A_zLWe8VWgw/s320/06Piotr+Jaroszewicz+i+Zofia+z+warkoczem.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>PLKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04977380055592015480noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761516190453551417.post-46311683317598629002010-12-10T18:28:00.002+01:002010-12-10T23:45:20.521+01:00My second Sepiaday<div style="text-align: justify;">It took me some time to decide what to show next. I still have a lot old pictures in my family archive and hope to get more.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">So this time I will go directly to the young years of my grandmom, the daughter and granddaughter of the two ladies presented the previous week.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">My greatgrandmom Eleonora had 10 children: 6 daughters and 4 sons. My grandmom Feliksa was born in 1913. Her oldest picture is dated 1926. She played in a primary school theater - her role was a mother and, as an oldest one, she is sitting in the middle. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQJUjLBDUaI/AAAAAAAAACM/Uy3OuHTHuXw/s1600/1926_cr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="201" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQJUjLBDUaI/AAAAAAAAACM/Uy3OuHTHuXw/s320/1926_cr.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Next picture was taken in her secondary school in 1930. She is sitting as first from the left.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQJU9Joym2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/f6Pn1yVdxkU/s1600/1930_cr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="194" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQJU9Joym2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/f6Pn1yVdxkU/s320/1930_cr.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Next are two photos I like. My grandmom was probably 17 - 20 years old then. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQJX8iN-wyI/AAAAAAAAACU/eZLxJGqZKkE/s1600/04Feliksab.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQJX8iN-wyI/AAAAAAAAACU/eZLxJGqZKkE/s320/04Feliksab.jpg" width="237" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQJc1TAIGKI/AAAAAAAAACg/jo8H1BTC3tk/s1600/1935+2+maja.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQJc1TAIGKI/AAAAAAAAACg/jo8H1BTC3tk/s320/1935+2+maja.jpg" width="249" /></a>In 1930s it was very popular to take photos while walking in the main street. I suppose there were many photographers who were proposing people they would take their photo and thus earning their lifes. In my archive I have a lot such photos. First presented was taken in 1935 in Sambor. My grandmom first from the left. I love the man's top-hat, which seems so funny nowadays. You can see poor, shoesless girl to the left.</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQJdQmvg5zI/AAAAAAAAACk/oBDWTUyRG3Q/s1600/1934+%25283%2529_cr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQJdQmvg5zI/AAAAAAAAACk/oBDWTUyRG3Q/s320/1934+%25283%2529_cr.jpg" width="237" /></a>Next picture shows my grandmom (left) with a friend in 1934. It was taken in Lublin.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQJfRGegh0I/AAAAAAAAACs/ERBYkwHimkU/s1600/1935+Feliksa+Sambor+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQJfRGegh0I/AAAAAAAAACs/ERBYkwHimkU/s320/1935+Feliksa+Sambor+2.jpg" width="211" /></a>Next picture is from Sambor 1934, which was taken from Poland after Second World War. My grandmom first left. My grandfather worked there then (one of next weeks ;-)) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And the last 'walking photo' of my grandmom. Taken in Lublin in 1933. I know the place - the buildings remained the same - maybe look better now, the gate stands straight. Main street in Lublin. 200 m further is the palce, where second 'walking picture' was taken. As my wife said, both coats and shoes might be in a fashion nowadays.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQJhoh6em2I/AAAAAAAAACw/2yFRpCueCbg/s1600/1933+Lublin_cr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="218" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TQJhoh6em2I/AAAAAAAAACw/2yFRpCueCbg/s320/1933+Lublin_cr.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>PLKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04977380055592015480noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761516190453551417.post-86916921597352740032010-12-04T20:36:00.002+01:002010-12-10T16:57:44.571+01:00Sepia Saturday<div style="text-align: justify;">Dziś natknąłem się na blogi związane z projektem Sepia Saturday i pomysł bardzo mi się spodobał. Wcześniej umieszczałem stare rodzinne zdjęcia na swojej stronie, teraz postanowiłem dołączyć do projektu. Poprzez stronę chcę dzielić się swoimi archiwaliami z innymi, może także odnaleźć te gałęzie rodziny, z którymi kontakt urwał się dawno temu - bo porozjeżdżali się po świecie, bo inne zdarzenia losowe tak pokierowały.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Pierwsze zdjęcia, które prezentuję, są chyba najstarsze w mojej kolekcji, natomiast nie wiem kiedy zostały zrobione.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Na pierwszym zdjęciu moja praprababcia - Marianna Rachoń, z domu Feledyn, na drugim zdjęciu wraz ze swoją córką Eleonorą. O Mariannie wiem niewiele - tylko tyle, że jej ojciec pochodził z Ostrowa pod Lublinem i że miała dwóch braci: Stefana, który wyemigrował do Ameryki, gdzie ślad się urywa, Ludwika, który miał córkę Adelę (po mężu Gołofit), siostrę Katarzynę, po mężu Zuber i jeszcze jedną siostrę, której imienia nie znam. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">Marianna po raz pierwszy wyszła za mąż w wieku 16 lat, jednak jej mąż zmarł rok po ślubie. Wiem o nim tylko tyle, że był synem młynarza. Z tego małżeństwa miała córkę Władysławę.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Jeżeli chodzi o moją prababcię Eleonorę, to zmarła, gdy miałem pięć lat. Pamiętam ją bardzo dobrze, zarówno z jej wizyt w domu moich rodziców, jak i z wizyt u niej, w Lublinie na ulicy Narutowicza, gdzie mieszkała w kamienicy należącej do jej najmłodszego brata, Stefana Rachonia.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Przed wojną miała sklep w hotelu Victoria w Lublinie. Ten hotel był pierwszym budynkiem zbombardowanym przez Niemców w Lublinie podczas II wojny światowej. Była krawcową.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TPqX5KzH-yI/AAAAAAAAACA/4m7pU84a9tw/s1600/Marianna+Racho%25C5%2584.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iF-VuiD6mNQ/TPqX5KzH-yI/AAAAAAAAACA/4m7pU84a9tw/s320/Marianna+Racho%25C5%2584.jpg" width="250" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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Thanks for comments. I decided to edit my post and add some words in English. I will do it also for all my future posts. Maybe not as many details as in Polish, but just a shorter version, explaining my pictures.<br />
I would also like to add that Sepia Saturday idea was something I fell in love ;) from a first moment. Earlier I tried to present my old archives through my site, but I realised that nowadays, with millions and millions of websites it is really hard to get to people who could be interested in.<br />
So these two photos are probably the oldest ones in my archive, but I could not find the year they were taken.<br />
The upper one presents my greatgreatgrandmom, Marianna. As I found she was married twice: first time when she was only 16, but a year later her husband died. From a second marriage she had 10 children. One of them was Eleonora, my greatgrandmom - you can see her on the second photo. She was born in 1883, thus I suppose that both photos could be taken around 1900. When my greatgrandmom died in 1966 I was only five, but I remember her very well. Before World War II she had a shop in a center of Lublin, then she was a tailor. She lived in a house belonging to Stefan Rachon, who was her youngest brother and famous Polish conductor.<br />
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