My grandparents hug on a mountain. I’m not sure where this is, the other photos in the set show them traveling with a group of people. I know it’s blurry, but it touches me. This was taken in the 1940s.

Aunt Sue, my great-aunt June and my great-grandmother Dempsey on the beach in Michigan.  October 1967.

Not sure who the woman with my mom is (my mom is the teenager), but I can clearly tell I am related to the woman.  (Photographer is most likely William H. Kramer)

I am fairly certain these are my Grandfather and Grandmother Kramer. They are in the mountains, although I am not sure where. This is from a series of photos where they are traveling in the mountains with a group of people (some of whom I think I vaguely recognize, though I may be making it up).

From the information on the slide, this was taken in the 1940s.

Three generations.  My mom, my grandmother and my great-grandmother.

This is my great-aunt June and great-uncle Carl at their beach house in Michigan.  The beach house figured prominently in my grandparents’, parents’ and my generation’s lives.  My Aunt June still lives there;  she is Deluxe.

A picture from my dad.  This was processed in John Day, OR.  I have no idea where the plane is, not even which country (my father traveled a lot).

I don’t have any context on this one, it was jut in a box of slides that seemed to have a lot of vacation slides from my mother.

This is my grandmother.

I think given the context from slides in the same container, this is actually in the very early 1960s. It’s likely taken in Chicago, where my family lived at that time.