Lately, I've been battling the organizational disaster that is scanning 1,000+ family photos, trying to wade through them, figure out who everyone is, and somehow match them up with other photos from the same people or day. Holy moly, it's been a process. But here's what I know so far: my family is fun to dig into. (Even the uh-oh sides.)
My great-grandfather had 5 sisters. That's a lot of ladies in one household, and boy oh boy were they awesome. And seemed to travel in a pack. So for your viewing pleasure, here's a collection of my 5 great-great aunts (is that the correct term?) and their friends. I would've loved to hang in this crowd, they seemed to be having a grand ol time.
And here's when things get reaaally good..
Last but not least, whatever was happening on this day: I wish I was there.
It's no wonder I adore these women. I mean, really. Not only are their giggles infectious 85 years later, but damn... those Steen women were badass. Proud to be related.