She tirelessly hugged every guest upon their arrival
Whoo Hoo! So much more to look forward to!
With more than 100 guests, there wasn't much more opportunity for us to visit. Only a few words here and there. So I filled MY plate, had 2 (count 'em two) pieces of cake and wandered through the room admiring old photos, wishing I could turn back the clock to the days when she and her husband and my grandparents partied and played together.
I'd seen pictures of them all when they were young, seen them visit in their later years when Eileen would take the train down and spend a few days together but I'd never seen them interact as young people.
As I flipped through the photo album of her first 100 years, I came upon the photo that made me gasp.
Roy Moffitt, (spelled wrong in the photo). My grandfather's father! I had completely forgotten! Eileen's sister Eleanor had married my great-grandfather after Grandpa's mother, Hazel, died. Look at that dashingly handsome guy!
So after the party and a night on Hood Canal (another place my grandfather spent time as a kid and where his family owned a resort before the depression), I returned to Toledo for a few photos.
There's not alot terribly charming about Toledo...
though several of the town's buildings have recreated and mounted famous paintings on their walls...
The town of Toledo was named after this Steamer,
is my great, great grandfather: Jeremiah (Jerry) Lewis.
More to come in future posts and from Ancestry.com. And if you missed it and are interested in either of Henry Louis Gates Jr.'s PBS series, go to PBS.org and streamline it on your computer.
I guaranty you, you'll get hooked!
(All photographs copyright: Kirsten Steen)