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Kathy Pinna
About me:
I'm a Founder of AncientFaces and support the community answering questions & helping members make connections to the past (thus my official title of Founder & Content and Community Support ). For me, it's been a labor of love for over 20 years. I truly believe with all of my heart that everyone should be remembered for generations to come.
I am 2nd generation San Jose and have seen a lot of changes in the area while growing up. We used to be known as the "Valley of Heart's Delight" (because the Valley was covered with orchards and there were many canneries to process the food grown here, which shipped all over the US) - now we have adopted the nickname "Capital of Silicon Valley" and Apple, Ebay, Adobe, Netflix, Facebook, and many more tech companies are within a few miles of my current home in San Jose (including AncientFaces). From a small town of 25,000, we have grown to 1 million plus. And when you add in all of the communities surrounding us (for instance, Saratoga, where I attended high school, living a block from our previous Mayor), we are truly one of the big cities in the US. I am so very proud of my hometown. For more information see Kathy - Founder & Content and Community Director
I am 2nd generation San Jose and have seen a lot of changes in the area while growing up. We used to be known as the "Valley of Heart's Delight" (because the Valley was covered with orchards and there were many canneries to process the food grown here, which shipped all over the US) - now we have adopted the nickname "Capital of Silicon Valley" and Apple, Ebay, Adobe, Netflix, Facebook, and many more tech companies are within a few miles of my current home in San Jose (including AncientFaces). From a small town of 25,000, we have grown to 1 million plus. And when you add in all of the communities surrounding us (for instance, Saratoga, where I attended high school, living a block from our previous Mayor), we are truly one of the big cities in the US. I am so very proud of my hometown. For more information see Kathy - Founder & Content and Community Director
About my family:
My family began AncientFaces because we believe that unique photos and stories that show who people are/were should be shared with the world.
Interested in the last names:
Alcalde, Bengough, Bierbrodt, Boone, Caputo, Cardiff, Chaffin, Chamberlain, Cochell, Darling, Dinscore, Duffey, Duffy, Ewen, Farrar, Ferron, Finazzo, Findley, Finner, Forsyth, Garratt, Gillett, Greenwade, Harmon, Hinkle, Hockenhull, Holladay, Holman, Hoyt, Hutchinson, Hyland, Jamieson, Jimenez, Juzang, Kahut, Klimek, Kulbeck, Lamarre, Los Kamp, Mancuso, Mattheisen, Mcfadden, Medeiros, Michelsons, Millard, Monsell, Nicosia, Pankey, Parsbo, Patenostre, Patenotre, Patnaude, Pausch, Perpich, Piona, Plante, Puentes, Rand, Reder, Roessing, Rokay, Sabu, Schwabach, Scoborio, Seacat, Shull, Slaton, Slayton, Staneart, Stetson, Stonum, Sullivan, Taper, Tiner, Trahan, Turturro, Urban, Vihodet, Walter, Whittlesey, Wickizer, Wilde, Wille, Winn, Wozniak, Cital, Davoust, Goodday, Ieyoub, Jockers, Kielhamer, Libardi, Mckuskie, Mooma, Patcella, Pesaric, Tiefel, Tittemore, Toebbe
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Fitch High School, 1995
1995 yearbook photo of Tanya D Ewing at Fitch High School in Groton, Connecticut.
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A photo of Staci E Monroe Windham that is on her headstone in Orange, Texas.
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Memorial High School, Houston Texas
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Michael Barbus was the heart of Wildwood NJ. You could tell when Mike was around because everyone in the room was smiling. Everyone in the room was laughing. Nobody was in a bad mood. It was impossible. Mike didn't have much because he didn't need much of anything. Just his friends, a place to sleep and his brother Shane. His best friend Jim. His mom and a beer. He had the best jokes. I was his girlfriend. He loved to put his arm around my shoulder and make sure everyone knew I was his, he would show me off. He was proud to have me under his arm. He made me feel special and pretty and better then anyone in my entire life had ever made me feel up until that point in my life. I immediately fell in love with him. He showed me a side of Wildwood I didn't know existed. Where the "locals" lived, off the boardwalk. The neighborhood kids loved him. There were all these "gangs" in Wildwood. Bloods and Crypts. I had no idea there were gangs in Wildwood. Apparently, bandana's are called "flags". Blue ones and red ones. I grew up in Philadelphia and didn't know this. So he started a "dodge ball gang" with all the kids in the neighborhood that were being recruited to join the "gangs". They thought they had to. So mike started a dodge ball gang instead. He bought a bunch of black bandanas and recruited them to join his gang. They all started wearing black bandanas and called him Mr. Mike. When he started bringing me around, they started calling me Mrs. Mandi, and we all played dodgeball together in the "streets of Wildwood" off the boardwalk late at night LOL Real tough gang we were... we ran the streets.... Losing Mike was a tragedy. For the entire island. It was like the ferris wheel was never going to light up again. The waves stopped crashing. The ocean just swollowed up the island and it drowned. It sunk. Then, I met his brother Shane. And all the lights turned back on again... and the Island came back to life. I knew that I could never replace his brother Mike. But I told Shane that if I let me, I promised I would a sister to him, it was the least that I could do. I am so thankful that he gave me that opportunity. And since then, Mike has blessed me with his brother Shane, and I have been living with Mikes angel since his death, his brother Shane. And our families have been enjoying each other ever since. My daughter Brianna has an Uncle Shane. What she doesnt know, is that is actually her Angel Mike, that she never met, from 5 year before her birth, in 2008. RIP Mike Barbus xoxo
Michael Barbus
Michael Barbus
Michael Barbus was the heart of Wildwood NJ. You could tell when Mike was around because everyone in the room was smiling. Everyone in the room was laughing. Nobody was in a bad mood. It was impossible. Mike didn't have much because he didn't need much of anything. Just his friends, a place to sleep and his brother Shane. His best friend Jim. His mom and a beer. He had the best jokes. I was his girlfriend. He loved to put his arm around my shoulder and make sure everyone knew I was his, he would show me off. He was proud to have me under his arm. He made me feel special and pretty and better then anyone in my entire life had ever made me feel up until that point in my life. I immediately fell in love with him. He showed me a side of Wildwood I didn't know existed. Where the "locals" lived, off the boardwalk. The neighborhood kids loved him. There were all these "gangs" in Wildwood. Bloods and Crypts. I had no idea there were gangs in Wildwood. Apparently, bandana's are called "flags". Blue ones and red ones. I grew up in Philadelphia and didn't know this. So he started a "dodge ball gang" with all the kids in the neighborhood that were being recruited to join the "gangs". They thought they had to. So mike started a dodge ball gang instead. He bought a bunch of black bandanas and recruited them to join his gang. They all started wearing black bandanas and called him Mr. Mike. When he started bringing me around, they started calling me Mrs. Mandi, and we all played dodgeball together in the "streets of Wildwood" off the boardwalk late at night LOL Real tough gang we were... we ran the streets.... Losing Mike was a tragedy. For the entire island. It was like the ferris wheel was never going to light up again. The waves stopped crashing. The ocean just swollowed up the island and it drowned. It sunk. Then, I met his brother Shane. And all the lights turned back on again... and the Island came back to life. I knew that I could never replace his brother Mike. But I told Shane that if I let me, I promised I would a sister to him, it was the least that I could do. I am so thankful that he gave me that opportunity. And since then, Mike has blessed me with his brother Shane, and I have been living with Mikes angel since his death, his brother Shane. And our families have been enjoying each other ever since. My daughter Brianna has an Uncle Shane. What she doesnt know, is that is actually her Angel Mike, that she never met, from 5 year before her birth, in 2008. RIP Mike Barbus xoxo
Michael Barbus
Michael Barbus
Most of my favorite childhood memories involve either my Grandmother Zelma or my GrandDa R.E. Patterson .... They were more than grandparents to me, they were my best friends. My go-to place for stories, adventure, security, love, hugs, sneakiness... just about anything one little girl could drum up they were there. Especially for me, my GrandDa! In his eyes and he made it very clear everyone knew too, I was his precious Lil' Angel... "My Angel".. not just Angel, not "Where is Angel off to today?", no, it would always be "Where is My Angel off to today? What kind of adventure are you up to now, lil' one?" .....I had a great imagination thanks to my grandparents and if I couldn't think of anything, guaranteed that the old man had a few ornery ideas up his sleeve, for sure. The thing about him however; is that he was quite particular. What I mean is, He had 3 "step children" whom I have heard that he loved very much as if they were his own. Then he and my grandmother late in life, had one child... a daughter. I'll admit, i often wish they had at least tried for another in hopes of a boy. The Patterson line would still be going. Unfortunately, Neither Ralph or his brother Earl had any sons. Earl was entirely childless. I would really like to know why they chose this. I also would not be surprised to find out that the birth of my mother was an oopsie, so to speak. Well this is my first entry, I'll tell more stories and share more random thoughts as I go along. If you know anyone at all along my family branches, please feel free to share a story or whatever you have. Blessings to ya!
Ralph Patterson
Ralph Patterson
Most of my favorite childhood memories involve either my Grandmother Zelma or my GrandDa R.E. Patterson .... They were more than grandparents to me, they were my best friends. My go-to place for stories, adventure, security, love, hugs, sneakiness... just about anything one little girl could drum up they were there. Especially for me, my GrandDa! In his eyes and he made it very clear everyone knew too, I was his precious Lil' Angel... "My Angel".. not just Angel, not "Where is Angel off to today?", no, it would always be "Where is My Angel off to today? What kind of adventure are you up to now, lil' one?" .....I had a great imagination thanks to my grandparents and if I couldn't think of anything, guaranteed that the old man had a few ornery ideas up his sleeve, for sure. The thing about him however; is that he was quite particular. What I mean is, He had 3 "step children" whom I have heard that he loved very much as if they were his own. Then he and my grandmother late in life, had one child... a daughter. I'll admit, i often wish they had at least tried for another in hopes of a boy. The Patterson line would still be going. Unfortunately, Neither Ralph or his brother Earl had any sons. Earl was entirely childless. I would really like to know why they chose this. I also would not be surprised to find out that the birth of my mother was an oopsie, so to speak. Well this is my first entry, I'll tell more stories and share more random thoughts as I go along. If you know anyone at all along my family branches, please feel free to share a story or whatever you have. Blessings to ya!
Ralph Patterson
Ralph Patterson
I didn't get to see Uncle Nat too often, he lived in California all my life. He had come to see us in Connecticut three of four times that I can remember. I know two of those times he had brought his youngest child, my cousin Jay with him.
Uncle Nat was my dad's oldest brother, and my dad somehow was the one who ended up being the one who took care of Uncle Nat many times during his life, before and after my grandparents had passed away
My dad and Uncle Nat had tried different types of business to own, whenever one was doing well, somehow, Uncle Nat had gotten into some kind of problems, so the business had to close,
A couple of years after my dad and Uncle Nat got out of the service, and closed the businesses in NYC, they ended up moving to Hartford, CT where my grandparents lived. My grandparents at that time had a small grocery store, but they were up there in age, and they were both very ill, so my dad and Uncle Nat took over working in the store.
Dad and Uncle Nat kept the store going until my grandparents had passed away a few years later. Uncle Nat didn't like being in Connecticut and ended up moving to California.
By this time my mom and dad had been married for five or six years and had two children (my two older brothers). and they stayed in CT. Dad stayed in contact with Uncle Nat and his family all of his lifetime. All of Uncle Nat's children thought of my dad as being there "second" dad and when Uncle Nat passed away, my dad was the one they all turned to for guidance and support. I think that Uncle Nat would have been very happy that his children looked up to dad just the way he did.
Thank you Uncle Nat, know that your family misses you, and will never forget about you. I hope that you are now with dad, grandma, grandpa and Aunt Birdie once again, and that you have all found a way to find the love that you should had here on earth.
Nat Lieberman
Nat Lieberman
I didn't get to see Uncle Nat too often, he lived in California all my life. He had come to see us in Connecticut three of four times that I can remember. I know two of those times he had brought his youngest child, my cousin Jay with him.
Uncle Nat was my dad's oldest brother, and my dad somehow was the one who ended up being the one who took care of Uncle Nat many times during his life, before and after my grandparents had passed away
My dad and Uncle Nat had tried different types of business to own, whenever one was doing well, somehow, Uncle Nat had gotten into some kind of problems, so the business had to close,
A couple of years after my dad and Uncle Nat got out of the service, and closed the businesses in NYC, they ended up moving to Hartford, CT where my grandparents lived. My grandparents at that time had a small grocery store, but they were up there in age, and they were both very ill, so my dad and Uncle Nat took over working in the store.
Dad and Uncle Nat kept the store going until my grandparents had passed away a few years later. Uncle Nat didn't like being in Connecticut and ended up moving to California.
By this time my mom and dad had been married for five or six years and had two children (my two older brothers). and they stayed in CT. Dad stayed in contact with Uncle Nat and his family all of his lifetime. All of Uncle Nat's children thought of my dad as being there "second" dad and when Uncle Nat passed away, my dad was the one they all turned to for guidance and support. I think that Uncle Nat would have been very happy that his children looked up to dad just the way he did.
Thank you Uncle Nat, know that your family misses you, and will never forget about you. I hope that you are now with dad, grandma, grandpa and Aunt Birdie once again, and that you have all found a way to find the love that you should had here on earth.
Nat Lieberman
Nat Lieberman
I am Cynthia Raysor the eldest daughter of Felicia Dionne Mobley Raysor. There are seven of us. Three boys and four girls. My mother’s life was cut short at 32 yrs old due to domestic gun violence. I was there went it occurred at our home. I was only 10 yrs old st the time. My mother was a very hard worker. She had just finished college and she was working three jobs to provide for us. I could go on and on, but it will take a whole book to write out her life story.
Felicia Raysor
Felicia Raysor
I am Cynthia Raysor the eldest daughter of Felicia Dionne Mobley Raysor. There are seven of us. Three boys and four girls. My mother’s life was cut short at 32 yrs old due to domestic gun violence. I was there went it occurred at our home. I was only 10 yrs old st the time. My mother was a very hard worker. She had just finished college and she was working three jobs to provide for us. I could go on and on, but it will take a whole book to write out her life story.
Felicia Raysor
Felicia Raysor
MIAMI - The sudden collapse of a maid of honor at a friend's wedding Saturday, and her death an hour later, remained a mystery yesterday to her stunned family. Although an autopsy was ordered, the Dade County medical Examiner's office has not ruled on the cause of 20-year-old Leslie Wertheim's strange death.
"She just walked down the aisle and she died," sobbed her mother, Mrs. Loretta Wertheim of nearby North Bay Village. "She's never been sick a day in her life," she said.
Miss Wertheim fell to the floor as she walked toward the altar of Redeemer Lutheran Church for the marriage of Jackie de la Vega. She was rushed to North Shore hospital but was pronounced dead within an hour.
- The Tampa Times (Tampa, Florida) Monday, December 12, 1977 on page 1.
Leslie Wertheim
Leslie Wertheim
