This lost family portrait seems to have been made on a farm, probably in Princeton, California, during July 1910. The subjects are sitting on a pile of wood, and there's a horse-drawn carriage in the background, sans horse. There is probably someone outside of the frame on the left side who is distracting three of the subjects. The photograph was printed as a postcard and was sent from Princeton to Mrs. Hester Scovel in Libertyville, Iowa, on July 29:
Dear Friend, I received your letter yesterday evening and was glad to hear from you. We were down at San Francisco last week, it was nice and cool there. It's very warm and dry here. Peaches and melons are ripe and are fine. An Evangelist is holding a meeting here now. Hope this will find you all well is the wish of your friend.
- Maggie.
It's hard to imagine life moving so slowly. A handwritten letter was one of only a few ways to know for sure that your loved ones in faraway places were alive and well. Precious post card real estate was consumed by short sentences describing the weather and the condition of the local fruit. Does this suggest a shallow relationship between writer and reader? A concern about privacy? Or in 1910, were these truly important subjects of discussion? Was the post card the equivalent of
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This lost family portrait seems to have been made on a farm, probably in Princeton, California, during July 1910. The subjects are sitting on a pile of wood, and there's a horse-drawn carriage in the background, sans horse. There is probably someone outside of the frame on the left side who is distracting three of the subjects. The photograph was printed as a postcard and was sent from Princeton to Mrs. Hester Scovel in Libertyville, Iowa, on July 29:
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