



Although I am not from Montana, I was reminded of my great grandfather who worked in a silver mine in Anaconda, Montana in the 1890's. He's pictured below, standing in the doorway on the left. My great grandmother is seated in the center. This looks like a hard life. They worked for my great grandfather's wealthy brother who owned the mine. You'd think he'd put them up in better accomodations. Wait, maybe these were the best accomodoations!
Now here's a crazy coincidence for you. My great grandfather was a friend of a man name George Washington Love. He worked in that mine too! George Washington Love was my husband's great, great, granduncle! Here they are both pictured below. This picture was taken in Anaconda, Montana. Small world, don't you think? Yes, my ancestors and my husband's ancestors were friends. Of course, being some of the Mormon pioneers, they probably all knew each other! (don't you think my great grandfather, pictured on the left, was a handsome man?)
Now, get back to work, Vivian!

