This is my great grandfather, Joseph Serneels. I was 10 when he passed away but I remember so many wonderful days spent with him. He was so cool driving a gray camaro. I hope to find a picture of it someday as he passed it down to my parents (we did not have much money and needed a car) when he decided he could no longer drive. He would take us for ice cream (even driving over the bridges to get us from the Island we live on when many others would not), to a local amusement park and out for a special lunch. He loved little birds and when he died I bought a few to put in his casket as it was a special thing for us looking at pictures of little birds.
This is my great great grandmother with poppa’s hand on her shoulder and my great great grandfather
Gigi (Ruth Serneels) was Poppa’s wife. You can see she matched his cool style. This is my great grandmother. She was extremely independent for her time. I come from a very long line of independent women which probably explains my intolerance of “needy” women, but that’s a story for a different post. She died of uterine and stomach cancer before I was born but I heard many wonderful stories of her standing her ground and being a spitfire for her times.
This is Gigi and Poppa’s daughter Jeanne Serneels Link. She is my grandmother. She is active and involved in all of her grandchildren, great grandchildren and great great grandchildren’s lives to date. She is the best grandmother, nana one could ever ask for. At 89 she is going strong. She taught me many things throughout my childhood and I love passing these traditions on to my children and she loves to come help and watch.
My mother is the little girl in the picture. The above picture is exactly how I remember my Poppa. He had a few more wrinkles and thinning hair but always had a sunny smile and soft eyes.
These are my roots and I love exploring them and sharing them with my children.