Halloween

Its no secret--fall is one of my favorite times of year.  Right along with that comes Halloween, my most favorite holiday, and not entirely for the reasons everyone would think.  You think Halloween, you think costumes, candy, and jack-o-lanterns--all of which are awesome, mind you--but not many people realize that Halloween is about our ancestors and respect for our dead as well.  In Mexico its even called "Dia de los Muertos" or Day of the Dead.  Long before my history and ancestors became important to me, I found this fascinating.  Today, while I fully enjoy the costumes and sweets, I also take the day to remember those who came before me.  Sadly, I don't think enough people in today's world even realize the true meaning of the holiday, let alone care.  Here's hoping that some of you will remember your ancestors tomorrow, and not lose yourself in the parties, costumes, and candy...

In honor of my ancestors, here are a few of the photos I have of them. 

 Great Great Grandma Edith.

 Great Great Great Grandma Henrietta "Ett."

 Great Grandma Caroline, for whom both my mother and I were named, with my Grandfather, his half sister, and his adopted sister.

Great Grandma Mary and Great Grandpa John.

Great Grandpa Lester and his brothers.