Saturday, August 17, 2019
I have had in my side panel, a photo of my nephew holding a photograph of my great grandma Burgus. She is surrounded by her fourteen children. The photo I lost track of was the one my nephew was holding. My dad did not own the photo but his sister did. He asked to hang in his house for a while and my aunt Amy did consent. I do think she put a time limit on it like six months.
Anyway, the story is such that after my dad returned the framed photo, my dad died, and then about a year or so later she died. The photo was gone for sure. My aunts daughter, my cousin Patty, grabbed it and ran back to Colorado.
Probably 19 years later another cousin of mine who lives an hour away, received this wonderful digital copy of the photo. They were a distant relatives who sent it to her. There line of family of the above family was gone and they had not one to will it to. So the image is back in her hands and now in my hands, digitally.
My grandfather is the one fourth from the left. His name is Charles Burgus. He was the son that was named after his father Charles Burgus. He had passed away before this photo was taken.
I now have time to study this photo and find the names of all of them. My grandfather in the back row died in 1949. You can see him in the past blog of this one.
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