I’m fortunate to have so many great memories of my family. I remember very well the stories we heard growing up about the old country, their travels to settle in the Pacific Northwest, dad’s WWII adventures, living and working the coal mines, and what it was like around here in the early 20th Century.
Between Christmas and New Years I had a wonderful stay-cation. I have an old suitcase full of pictures and documents that belonged to Grandma & Grandpa Fabre. My brother Steve dropped it off a couple of years ago, but until now it’s been sitting in a closet.
I spent a couple of days spellbound in discovery and scanned all kinds of treasures. Old pictures, my grandfather’s passport dated 1907 from Decazeville, France, letters from his cousins and a nephew in French, such wonderful memorabilia.
These two photos are among my favorites. They were taken in 1936 or 37 in front of the home Grandpa George built on Tobin Avenue behind Renton High School. They left Newcastle (and working the coal mines) and moved to Renton. Grandpa became a contractor and built many homes in the area throughout the 1930’s and 40’s.
I need to do more research. I don’t remember the woman on the left but next to her is my dad, Al Fabre, with his accordion. He cracks me up, that’s his Renton High Letter for Track stuck on the front of his accordion. Next is Grandma Pauline, Uncle George, Great Grandma Celine, Grandpa George, and Great Grandpa John Delaurenti.
In this second picture it must be Grandpa’s turn at the camera because now we have Great Uncle Pete Delaurenti front and center looking rather proud with that big grin and his sister Pauline giving him a big affectionate smile. It must have been a good day.
As I look through these treasures from yesteryear, my mind is full of questions I'd love to ask.