This photo is from 1992, which one am I? The one that stands out of course, (in my defense, my mother didn’t feel like dressing me in white that day). I’m fourth generation of a line of wonderful women who value education and family above all else.
Fast forward twenty some odd years and you will see that not too much has changed, I still opt to never wear white (black is now my color of choice)
This is me… Tierra
A young”ish” up and coming social genealogist who would prefer to spend time reading obituaries than watching television. Unless its historical in content (I.E. Timeless).