This page is for your momentos. I have started it off with some pictures of some of my most treasured things. None of them have any monetary value, to speak of, by they have either been in my family for many years, or in the case of the Tilden bottle, a momento of a business in New Lebanon, NY (my hometown) that doesn't exist anymore.

I really want to add some of your momentos as well. You can email pictures of your treasures, and a little story about them, so I can create a photo album of things that mean alot.

I was in kindergarten in 1955, in Miss Clapp's (she became Mrs. Fletcher that year) class at New Lebanon Central School. For Mother's Day, she helped us to make handprints in clay for our moms. She baked them, we painted them and shellaced them. While still wet, she put a paper clip in the top and later tied a blue ribbon so Mom could hang it up, which she did. The small picture is what was written in the back while it was still wet.
My Mom had this on her wall for as long as I could remember. In subsequent years, my two brothers made them as well, but theirs broke years ago. Somehow, Mom was able to keep mine intact, and gave it to me several years ago, parting with it reluctantly for sure. She passed away in 1999, and I am so glad that I have this. Note in the Christmas picture, it is hanging on the wall just above my head.

This is a simple little ceramic piece, but, truth be known, it means more to me than just about anything else I own. My grandmother, Doris Moon Sweener, used this nearly every day to hold her tea bags. She loved her tea! That is one of my most vivid memories of her. I had two, and gave one to my Uncle Pete, Gram's son, who didn't have anything that had belonged to her. It isn't used anymore, as I am afraid to break it, so it is housed in my curio cabinet.

This plate belonged to my great grandmother, on my father's side, Karen Anderson Martinson. I never knew any of my father's family (the Martinson side), but Karen's granddaughter gave the plate to me, and told me that this plate and others in the set were used on special occasions, like birthdays and holidays to eat cake from. They weren't everyday plates, and everyone in the family treasured those occasions, because Karen loved these plates so much. After Karen died, her daughter and granddaughter distributed the plates to family members, so they would have a momento of Karen and those special occasions. I met some members of the Martinson family in 2000, and it was then that I was given this plate. It too lives in my curio cabinet.
Karen and her family lived in Concord, Mass. and owned a pharmacy there.


In our family, this is referred to as "The Chair." My parents bought this for me when I as about a year old. The photo on the top right, is my brother Eric at about a year old, and me at just 2. It was taken for Easter, 1952.

In the second row of pictures, on the left are Chris, age 8 and Kim, age 3 in 1978. They are my children, and we were at my parent's house in Newton, NC. I wanted to get a picture similar to the one that my brother and I had taken over 25 years before. The photo on the right is my grandson, Kim's son, Sebastian, taken in 2002, 50 years after the first picture was taken.

The Chair is a bit worse for wear these days, have been used as a chew toy by one of my parent's pet dogs many years ago, but it still means alot to me. When my granddaughter is old enough, I will get a picture of here in the chair as well. Eventually, I will pass the chair on, and hopefully my children and theirs after them will carry on the tradition of having their children photographed in The Chair.

I was honored to visit with Joyce Stanga and her wonderful parents, Dece and Betty Auger Vanderbogart in their home in Pittsfield, Massachusetts, in October of 2006. Their home is filled with family heirlooms, and Joyce and I spent some time walking around the house and taking pictures of some of these prized possessions. The descriptions here are from Joyce.

Fred Vanderbogart with wife Alice and son Bobby. Bobby is now a dairy farmer in Missouri.

Sue Tarpley's dad, Wesley Baker, gave his mother, Ella Auger Baker this picture, bought with money he earned selling papers on the street corner, yelling "Extra! Extra!" It now hangs in Joyce Stanga's parents home in Pittsfield, Mass.

This rocking chair belonged to Anna Houghtaling Smith. Children in the family sat on the arm with Anna in the chair. (Note from Tina - This chair has an honored place in the home of Dece & Betty Vanderbogart in Pittsfield, Mass., and was offered to me to sit in when I visited with them and their daughter, Joyce Stanga, in October, 2006.)

This is a mustache cup, which belonged to John Richard Smith

This is a hair wreath, made by Ellen Beers Houghtaling in 1865.

This quilt was made by Ellen Beers Houghtaling during the Civil War.

This bookmark was made by Ellen Beers Houghtaling. Note her initials under the cross.

This family Bible belonged to Hiram Houghtaling

The above pages are found in the Bible belonging to Hiram Houghtaling

This sampler was done by Melanie Cartier Auger when she was about 12 years old

James Markham

Janet Ingram Markham

This is Dece Vanderbogart and Betty Auger on their wedding day, 1939.

This is a more recent picture of them. (Note from Tina: I met them in October, 2006, and totally enjoyed their company. They told stories about Stephentown and growing up, which I found to be so interesting. They are lovely people and I thank them for a wonderful afternoon. Thanks too to their daughter Joyce for that day and for all that she has done for the site.)

This is Dece and Joyce named this picture, "Master Gardner"

This is William Lane