Favorite Photo: My Great Grandparent’s 1895 Wedding (#3 of 52)
As genealogists, we eagerly seek photographs of our ancestors. But photographs are more than mere snapshots; they are time capsules, capturing fleeting moments and preserving them for future generations. These visual records are more than faces and places, but stories, emotions, and a tangible link to those who came before us.
A Cherished Photo: Frank & Anna’s 1895 Wedding

Children of German immigrants, my great grandparents, Frank Kaechle (1868-1911) and Anna Adam (1867-1936), were united in matrimony on 17 July 1895 at St. Joseph’s Roman Catholic Church in Detroit, Michigan. They captured that moment in a photograph, cherished and lovingly handed down for 130 years.
I first saw the photo about 25 years ago when I started researching my family. The original, hand-colored piece, bears the mark of time: a tear through Anna’s dress as well as a missing bottom portion. The facial features and some of the clothing details are still visible. The hand coloring still shows in the blush of their cheeks, the green tints of the leaves, and the bluish-green backdrop.
In 2016, I shared this photo on my blog, alongside their newspaper marriage announcement and marriage return which held amazing genealogical information. I also located the church they were married at based on the pastor’s name.
Another Photo Found
Today I get to share a new chapter of this story. Within the past year, I was contacted by a member of the Loren M. Knowles family. Loren’s papers had recently been donated to the Newberry Library. His wife, Betty, had also been married to a grandson of Frank and Anna Kaechle. Among Loren’s papers were some Kaechle documents and photographs.
As I carefully looked through these old family photos, one particular image made me gasp! It was a better-preserved version of the wedding photo, marked only by a few watermarks and without hand coloring. The clarity and details in this version were incredible!

This second photograph reveals more details. As described by Stephen Little’s ChatBot, Genealogy Eyes, Anna, in her wedding gown, is the epitome of 1890s fashion with her high neckline, leg-of-mutton sleeves, and a fitted bodice. Her bouquet, adorned with cascading ribbons, complements her elegant updo. Frank, dapper in a dark three-piece suit, white shirt, and bow tie, exudes formality and style. The couple stands on a faux fur rug against a painted studio backdrop, their expressions serious, a common trait in photographs of that era due to long exposure time.
It’s a beautiful photograph capturing this moment as Frank and Anna look into the future they will live as husband and wife.
Life After the Photo
Within a few years after their marriage, Frank & Anna moved to Ohio, Frank’s birthplace. They also spent brief periods in Chicago and Denver, these locations being marked by the births of their children.

Yet, their Detroit roots and family likely called them back. They returned to Detroit by 1909, where they welcomed their last son. Tragically, he passed away just a day after his birth. This period marked the beginning of a challenging phase for the family.
Exploring Their Detroit Neighborhood
Wanting to learn more about where this photo took place, I turned to the 1897 Sanborn fire insurance map for Detroit. I located the address on the photograph for the Baron photography studio. Turning to various records, I also found the addresses where both Frank and Anna lived with their parents in 1880. And the house where Frank and Anna were living in 1910, the year before Frank died.

Both Frank and Anna were buried in the community where they lived the majority of their lives—in Mt. Elliott Cemetery—though they were later reinterred elsewhere.
Reflecting on a Family Legacy
As I gaze into my great grandparent’s faces, I’m struck by the profound feeling of both connection and distance. I feel the connection with Frank whose face bears a striking resemblance to one of my uncles. But I also realize they lived in a world I can hardly imagine.
As Frank and Anna stand silently before us, they gaze into what was then their future, now our past. Oblivious to what lay ahead, they couldn’t have imagined the challenges ahead, including relocating across multiple states and facing profound heartache. Their journey was marked by both joy and sorrow, culminating in Frank’s untimely death 16 years into their marriage leaving Anna with the immense responsibility of raising their six children alone.
Nearly 130 years later, as their great grandchild, I peer into that photograph with gratitude and wonder, gazing into the faces of my great grandparents. I’m deeply thankful for this moment, captured in a single, timeless photograph, allowing me to connect with their world and their lives.
Your Turn
I’ve shared the story of my favorite family photo. Now, I’d love to hear about yours!
What’s your favorite family photo? What special moment or cherished ancestor does it capture? If you’re blogging about it, please leave me a link! Otherwise, I’d still love to hear about your most treasured photo. Just leave a comment! Remember, every photo has a story waiting to be told.
This post was created as part of Amy Johnson Crow’s 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks challenge. This week’s theme is “Favorite Photo.”
I wrote about my favourite photo at https://anneyoungau.wordpress.com/2024/01/16/six-cavenagh-mainwaring-sisters/
As with your photo other copies are held by cousins and I was able to gain some clues about the photo from those cousins
LOVED the photo & the mystery surrounding it!!! Thanks for sharing the link 🙂
Dana
Thank you for sharing your beautifully-written story. Is it only genealogists who feel gratitude so keenly for the paths our ancestors trod? It certainly seems so.
My favourite photo is of my grandparents, shortly after they married in Perth, Western Australia (WA) in 1931.
My tiny Gran migrated from a small town in Scotland and my Pop from Padiham, Lancashire, England. The met on the boat trip from England in 1929, and corresponded until finally deciding to marry.
The reason this photo stands out for me is that, although my Pop had been in the army and was on his second working trip to WA when they met, my Gran had only recently left her family home and was now living in a “humpy” in the Australian bush – imagine a large tent, made of rough-sawn branches, covered with canvas and tree branches; cooking on an open fire every day; and using tree logs as a table and seats. We won’t mention the heat, the flies, the spiders, snakes… Gran brought up 2 children this way. It’s very likely that my Pop would have left her alone for long periods as he worked for local farmers – carting sheep, wool, hay, etc. Gran gave birth to 6 children, bringing up the additional 4 (now living in a home in the city) while Pop was in the army during WW2.
This amazing couple had 36 grandchildren – I was at the younger end of the troop. I lived with my grandparents for a number of years after my Dad died (aged 23) and Mum took off to work in the country. The best time of my life!
The photo is an illustration of their determination to build a life and family together, of their resilience…and it speaks to me of their commitment to every single member of their family…especially me.
Hi, Michelle. First of all, I love the nicknames of Gran & Pop. 🙂
What an incredible story of your grandparents! And, though you described it very well, I had to look up photos of a humpy. I can’t even imagine living like that! And then throw in the heat, flies, spiders, snakes, etc… What an incredible woman!
Loved your story! Thanks for sharing!
Dana
How cool to find another, clearer copy of your photo! I have tons of favorite photos and wrote about some tiny portraits I have at https://frommainetokentucky.blogspot.com/2024/01/favorite-photo-for-jack-from-mama-52.html
Elizabeth, This is now the 3rd time I’ve found that a treasured family photo was passed down on another line, too. It makes me realize how important these family photos were really were! If they went to the trouble and expense of getting portraits made, they would often get multiple copies to share. And in this case, finding that other copy was such a treat!
Your post sounds intriguing! Headed to read it now. 😉
Dana
My fav photos, well, they are all my “fav family photo”. Each one has a story, which is part of my story.
I recently visited a cousin in Germany and she shared with me priceless photos, that I had never seen, let alone heard of. This will help take my story back several more generations. For that I’m so grateful and stoked to have been blessed to copy these amazing photos.
I now have a copy of my paternal grandparent’s wedding photo, seen for the first time ever just weeks ago. Very excited to be closing in on my paternal side. My father’s youngest brother agreed to take a DNA test. Waiting with anticipation of unlocking a whole new family tree…
Fiona, That’s incredible!!! I agree, those photos are priceless. I need to start sharing some of the photos I have so that other family members can see them.
And that’s great about the wedding photo… and the DNA! I hope it continues to help you go back in time with your family history as well as feeling in some of the stories – and images – of your already known ancestors.
Thanks for sharing!
Dana