Benita (McGinnis) McCormick
(1889 – 1984)
I have spent the last couple of weeks poring over my great-aunt Benita (McGinnis) McCormick’s collection of photographs from her trip to France and Ireland, amazed by the almost unseen details that reveal so much more about her than she ever told us. But I am also finding challenges as I try to identify the people and places she visited.
|A page from Benita (McGinnis) McCormick’s scrapbook depicts scenes from her
1913 trip to Europe. The center photograph at top is captioned, “An Irish Cousin.”
The photographs in this collection measure only about 2 x 3 inches. As small as they were, Aunt Detty (as we called Benita) was able to fit as many as 23 on a page. She tried to label as many photos as possible, but some of the captions have left me guessing. She knew what “An Irish Cousin” meant, but I have no idea who any of those Irish cousins were.
Other details are missing, such as places and dates. The scant clues that are there, though, give me hope in my research. I do not know when she left for Europe, but I do have a copy of the ocean liner’s passenger list home. Someday, I may find what and whom I am looking for, thanks to even these small tidbits she thought to include.
There may be other reasons my aunt did not label many of her photographs, but one culprit stands out in particular: the scourge of time. Remember, these photos were small and sometimes faded. When Aunt Detty created this scrapbook in 1982
, she was 93 years old. Her mind was still razor-sharp, but her eyes were not as good as they used to be, and even glasses could not always help spot the minutiae of details.
With all that said, I am grateful for the considerable number of photos that Aunt Detty did label. In truth, she puts me to shame as far as labeling my own photographs is concerned. I have gotten better at labeling my digital collection, but most of the photos that predate them remain unlabeled. It might be advisable to swallow some of my own medicine and start working on them now, so my own descendants are not confused in the future!
Happily, the technology of photo software and internet searches has improved the chances of learning more about some photos that might have otherwise gone ignored. I have been able to sharpen exposure, enlarge detail, and Google people, place names, and historical events. These techniques have allowed me to link photos, identify places I have never seen myself, and narrow down dates that give added significance to my aunt’s life history.
As we shall see tomorrow, without the ability to do this, I might never have discovered that Aunt Detty, who I knew only as an elderly woman, once climbed rough terrain to one of the most sacred sites in all of Ireland.
Copyright © 2014 Linda Huesca Tully