It means a lot to me that their photo was chosen because I never met them and know very little about my great-grandfather. He passed away when my grandfather was just a young boy, so his memory of his father was very hazy, apart from a few memories, and very few photos of Orville have survived (only five that I can confirm are him). One particular story that stands out in my mind is when Orville’s pigs became intoxicated on some jam or jelly that Grace had made. It fermented, so she tossed it outside and the pigs ate it, although Orville was unaware of this. When he came home from his job as a stenographer for the iron company, he saw all of the pigs stumbling around in the backyard and thought they were dying. The photo I submitted to the contest is by far my favorite photo of them.
