One of the things I always look through are the boxes of old photos. They always make me a bit sad. These boxes of abandoned photos..... at some point they mattered to someone and now they are offered for sale to strangers and their identities and stories are lost.
The old photos also always remind me that I need to identify the people and places on the photos that I have in my possession, so that they will be kept in the family once they pass from my hands.
Today I came across two pictures that I decided to share. Neither has any identification on them.
I love the jaunty hat, the creased pants, the dress coat and the curly hair. The dark circles around his eyes make him look like he has been sick. I wish I knew something about him.
And how did this gentleman from Athens, Greece find his way to an antique store in Indiana? He is dressed in a traditional sort of garb. The photographer was in Athens. No other identifying marks.
