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I've been telling the story of my 2nd great-grandmother, Mary Jane Sheridan Cassidy, over the past few weeks and had hoped to complete her story this week. However, I was out of town over the weekend happily visiting my daughter, and though I had planned to continue writing while there, that didn't happen. So, I don't have the end of Mary Jane's story this week. I want to give the final chapter the time it deserves, so will work on it this week and have it for you next week. Moral of the Story: Go visit family and connect!      Instead, I have some other cool genealogy news and accompanying "morals of the story." First, I was contacted by my 2C1R a few weeks ago. This young man is my son's age and came across my information on Find a Grave for our shared ancestor Catherine Ryan Gilbride (1855-1881). He then found my email and reached out to find out more. Turns out he is very interested in family history and the story of our shared Gilbride family. My dau...
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FAVORITE PHOTO

by Nancy Gilbride Casey


This favorite photo of many I have taken over the years comes with a special anecdote.

When our daughter Anne (then known as Annie), was preschool age, she dedicated great parts of each day drawing with markers, painting with watercolors, coloring in books. In summer, she drew with chalk on the sidewalk. 

Every gift-giving occasion was another opportunity to buy a new box of crayons or paints, and reams of paper, tablets large and small, and sheaves of manila and construction paper to feed her never-ending appetite to draw.

Her artwork covered our refrigerator, was sent on to grandparents, and hung on our office bulletin boards. 

Art was already ingrained into her little personality.

Each day Annie created literally a dozen or more creations, in a free flow of imagination, wild, exotic, and uniquely from her sometimes funny and observant perspective.

On the occasion of this photo, I captured her one morning, sitting at her little art easel, paintbrush in hand, engrossed in one of that day's many creations.

"Are you going to be an artist when you grow up, Annie?" I asked.

Without taking her eyes off her artwork, and without skipping a beat, she replied,

"But Mommy...I already AM an artist!"

To this day, I can't argue with that.

 

Until next time...
 
This post was inspired by Amy Johnson Crowe's 52 Ancestor in 52 Weeks Challenge. 

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