EDITED 4/14/2018: Well, this is awkward…. Weeks after writing this post, based on photos identified by my late Aunt Dot, I finally located information about when my Great Aunt Cora and her sister Laura died. Cora, Mrs. McGarvey, died on December 31, 1924. Laura, the city librarian, died in an automobile collision in 1936. That means that the woman in glasses in this photo, whom I identified as Cora, is actually Laura.
So it was Laura who wore short skirts in the 1920s, and horn-rimmed glasses, and worked outside the home for most of her life. Cora was not the merry — or at least, cheerful — widow that I thought she was. It was Laura who took road trips and adapted to changing fashions as shown in these photos.
This is definitely Cora, because she wrote the inscription on the back of the photo herself — “To Sister, From Aunt Cora.”
EDIT 4/17/18: Beyond this point — beware of unreliable identifications and deductions regarding Cora!
As I try to sort family photos, I am also trying to sort out their stories. At dinner last night, my husband gave me a strange look and said, “It’s hard to realize that you knew people born in 1875.” Well, I only knew them insofar as a child can know an adult, but I have vivid memories of my Aunt Alice in her seventies, still witty and clever. I wish I had known her older sisters, Cora and Laura.
Cora was the eldest, born in 1867.
When you think of the rapid change of Euro-American fashions in the 20th century (and before) it is extraordinary how often women had to adapt to new ideas — in clothing, and in concepts of modesty and propriety. [EDIT 4/17/18: At least this — the point of sharing all these photos — is true.]Cora and Laura came into their teens in the era of outrageous 1880’s bustles. As the daughters of a Methodist Episcopal minister, they didn’t have a big budget, and it must have been important to look “respectable.” Here, they are reclining informally with a friend at a photographer’s studio:
In 1920, she sent this old portrait photo of herself to her niece Dorothy, nicknamed “Sister” or “Sis” because she came along after two brothers. The back says, “To Sister, from Aunt Cora, July 1, 1920,” but the hair style is much earlier.At the time of her marriage, the local newspaper reported that she had “had charge of the city library” for a number of years. (Did they confuse her with her sister Laura, or did one replace the other as librarian?) [EDIT 4/17/18: Maybe everyone had trouble telling them apart?]
She is wearing a shirtwaist with a collar that could accommodate a mannish, detachable stiff collar. They often appear on turn-of-the-century American women drawn by Charles Dana Gibson.And she looks very sad.
EDIT 4/17/18: Anything about Cora from this point on is suspect; she was married to Mr. McGarvey; the 1900 census information is correct; but she is not the woman identified as Cora in these photos.
I can’t say that her marriage was an unhappy one, but, as you will see, widowhood seemed to suit her. In the 1900 census, her two adult sisters were living at the same address as the McGarveys. William McGarvey, accountant, was listed as head of household, Cora as wife, and her sisters Laura and Alice as “servants.” There was one male “servant” or farmworker, and no mention of children. Cora’s husband died in 1918.
In the 1920 census, Cora was a widow, Laura was the city librarian, and Alice was a clerk at the county courthouse. Laura was listed as head of household, and her sisters were listed as her “partners.”
From this point on, Cora [Laura] wears glasses — and not “old lady” wire-rimmed glasses — “modern-in-the-twenties” horn rims. Here’s another photo from the same vacation: A reminder of the drastic changes in fashion they experienced —Here are Cora [?] and Alice as they looked in their thirties:
And here they are in their fifties:
And they kept right on wearing up-to-date clothing. Here, they have even adopted sleeveless dresses — these women who grew up wearing high collars, long sleeves, and floor length skirts. They looked like they were having a good time on that vacation with my mother…. I liked Cora’s playful pose so much that I tried to paint her:I wish I’d known her.
P.S. If the story of fashion for older women interests you, be sure to visit the American Age Fashion blog.
Yes, there is a correlation between freedom (from corsets and relationship constrictions) and happiness. And your photos of Aunt Cora post Victorian era make me wish I could meet her on a hiking trail! Learning more about women’s lives from these photos than from 50 years of film watching… Love that watermelon painting!
Thank you. I started this blog to write about the clothing of ordinary people but got distracted by a huge trove of magazines showing Butterick patterns — which aimed at an upper middle-class reader. Trying to bring order to my inherited photos is a trip back into my working class starting point. My great-grandfather was a minister, but his son and grandson were plumbers.
She never wore sensible shoes!
Well, shoes can be fashionable and sensible at the same time (but rarely are….)
I love these photos! What cool, fun women! I especially love the watermelon photo!
Thanks. I did one one of Alice, too, but will save that for another time. Alice was the first woman I met who had a tattoo — well, half a tattoo, because she said she quit when it hurt too much. It was half of a ring, on one of her fingers, so it was usually covered by a real ring. At the turn of the century, some members of royal families had tattoos, so it wasn’t as if she was a wild rebel, but for a woman born in 1875 … unconventional.
Alice sounds really cool! I’m looking forward to learning more about her. 🙂
Loved this entry – reminded me of my dad’s photos of his cousins: two ladies who arrived in their model T, dressed to the nines, while doing a cross country trip by themselves. Almost unheard of in 1920’s. Thank you so much for sharing your lovely aunts photos and stories.
Wow! Those were the days of unpaved roads and frequent blow-outs. I do love photos of people with their cars!
Thank you for sharing your family photos and the fabulous, independent women you come from. They did indeed transition through the rapid, society-changing events from the middle of the nineteenth century into the mid-20th century. What an invigorating time to be alive! It’s very telling that they kept up with fashion, took road trips, lived together as “partners”…these women were engaged with life and each other. So much for the idea that women were always meek and had no will of their own! It’s well that we remember one can always find a way to “shine brightly”. And have some fun while doing so…
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