Read about this series of posts, regarding items in a box originally owned by Belle (Lamunion) Fellows Tinker here. The cast of characters is located here. And, there is an accounting of people about whom I have little information here.
The numbering of these posts had been modified to signify that I am posting items from my archival book three, a three precedes the item number.
All I could think when I saw this photo was the old poem:
There was a little girl
With a pretty little girl
Right in the middle of her forehead
And when she was good
she was very very good
and when she was bad
she was horrid.
The big pine stumps, the last reminder of the huge trees that populated the northern Michigan landscape, are all gone. There is no identification of any kind on the photo, this could be anyone’s precious little girl.
