This is the entire Irons clan of Chicago, IL. You met Charlie last week. He's the one front and center with the cigar in his hand. The baby is my grandmother Agnes Irons. This dates from late 1903 I suspect. The matriarch of the family, Agnes Irons, has just about had it with the girls. Or maybe just one in particular.
What just happened?
Someone's got some 'splainin' to do!
Everyone else is either used to this behavior (oh boy, here we go again!), or very uncomfortable it is happening (stand very still and she might not notice me).
Good times!
A picture really is worth a thousand words, or a thousand thoughts, in this case.
Man, I really wish I knew what just happened. I could write so many different dialogues for the players of this one frame play. The longer I look at it the better the story becomes.
I do know that this was a family reunion of some sort. Agnes' daughter Christine and family were back in Chicago for a visit, having moved to Montana 15 years earlier.
Someone didn't approve of something?
We've all had family moments like this - I'm just tickled that this moment was caught for all of time - and that the photo somehow survived over a century to be discovered and loved by me.
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