Marie was born on October 27, 1929, along with her fraternal twin Rose. Their father worked as a rope-maker, and from what I gather the family didn't have a lot of money. Food was sometimes scarce, and to this day my grandmother cleans her plate to the last scrap, and won't eat chicken because she had to watch them being slaughtered as a child.

The Zaugg family ca. 1933.
She and Rose spent a lot of time together growing up, evidenced by the many pictures of them together in the photo album of her childhood and young adult years. Here they are dressed up for their older brother Fritz's wedding.

The picture below makes me laugh because it's kind of a random shot. "Here's Marie as a teenager, sitting on a chair in a snowy, slushy road." She laughed too, when I pointed it out, and said she has no recollection of who took that picture or why.
She and Rose spent a lot of time together growing up, evidenced by the many pictures of them together in the photo album of her childhood and young adult years. Here they are dressed up for their older brother Fritz's wedding.

Marie met Hans through a mutual friend. I love the look they are giving each each other in this picture and how he is rocking back on his heels (to be silly?).

They got married on Valentine's Day, 1953. A seamstress by profession, my grandmother made her own wedding dress!

This is where my photo record skips a few things, like my father's birth, to... my first birthday! You might be able to spot a small hint of my sweet tooth...

And here she is at the party last week, with Fritz behind her, looking very happy indeed. It's hard to get a good picture of her smiling so I was particularly pleased to have captured this shot. Lots of family members attended and it was a great time of celebration.

Happy Birthday, Grosmueti!

3 comments:
Great old photos. She was a talented seamstress! Love the collar on her wedding gown...
A beautiful post! I love those old pictures!
Happy Birthday to your Grossmueti!
cheers,
Rosa
I had no idea she didn't eat chicken.
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