My ancestors in Boise

I’ve been researching the heck out of my ancestors for over a decade now.

I’ve been lucky enough to trawl through their city archives and experience the big thrill of walking in their footsteps.

There are some really maverick and story-worthy females in my family.

This post from 8 years ago popped up in my memories today.

Isn’t it fun when we are reminded that we always are who we are?

From July 11, 2016:

When I was in Boise I visited the haunts of my ancestors.

Here I stand on land which once held the house my great-grandmother and her sister lived in while they ran their photography studio around the corner in 1908.

It was 1908!

And Mabel and Edna were female artists *owning their own photography business* and documenting the lives of their community.

It can be hard to reconcile the need for parking lots when I long to connect with the structure that nestled these powerful ladies on long winter nights, or the earth itself that carried the subtle vibration of their footsteps.

At least I've got their love for cameras and their mover-and-shaker genes to comfort me.