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                    Johanna O'Brien                                   Margaret Furlong


My Great-Grandmother had a favorite grandma - Johanna O'Brien.  Great-Grandmother had her picture framed an in her home for a very long time.  When Great-Grandmother passed, Papa and Grandmother inherited it.  My mom collected a lot of information and pictures of the family, and one day she and Dad went to Grandmother's to scan some photos so that they didn't have to leave their house.  When they took Johanna's picture out of the frame, they found Margaret's handwriting on the back of the photo:

"My angel mother."

So beautiful - and to think no one knew that was there!  ♥


You turn:  What secrets have you uncovered in your family history?  OR...  what secrets have you been keeping?
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