By Eilene Lyon
Found Photo Project #6
Found in Albuquerque, this portrait of Bertha Marie Goodger with one of her nephews will soon be returning to its origins in Canada. Most likely the nephew is Norman Goodger, son of Thomas W. Goodger. If you’re wondering how to pronounce that name, think “Goodyear.”
Bertha was the fourth of six children born to William Goodger and Sarah Smith. Thomas was the youngest. Only Thomas and the eldest child, George Henry Goodger, married and had children. Bertha, her sister Elizabeth, and brothers Abraham and William Jr., all remained single.

The William and Sarah Goodger children were born in Oxford, Ontario, Canada, from 1867 to 1881. George moved to the U.S. and was a doctor in South Dakota. He married Ida M. Peek and they had two sons, Lewis and Donnan. George died at the age of 30 in a Toledo, Ohio, hospital of a brain tumor, just a month after the birth of his second son.
Lewis and Donnan wound up in Los Angeles, California, and though both married, neither had children. Inside the folio holding the Bertha and Norman photo is a faint name in pencil, probably “Louie Goodger.” Likely Donnan, or his wife, gave this photo to Lewis. Since the brothers had no heirs, it’s not surprising the photo wound up in the Albuquerque antique mart where I found it.


Thomas Goodger had four children with his first wife, Alma Maycock: a stillborn child, Norman, Margaret, and W. Donald. Alma died when Donald was just four years old. She contracted the flu during the 1918-19 epidemic, which progressed to pneumonia.
Norman and Donald did not look much alike as adults, but I think they may have both been towheads as young boys, looking very similar. The person who wrote on the back of the photograph thought the boy was probably Norman. After seeing his baby picture, I decided that is probably correct.

Bertha Marie Goodger was born in 1872 or 1873. At age 18, she was a lodger in the John Walton household in Westminster, Ontario. Ten years later, she was back home with her parents and remained with them. She died of uterine cancer in 1929.
Her nephew, Norman Maycock Goodger, was born in 1911, which would put the date of this photograph in about 1916. In newspapers, he is usually named as a survivor of various family members who passed away. The only other mention is a notice he put in the paper to find information about the postal history of Kingston, Ontario. This appeared about a year before his death in 1997. I hope he did complete the history he was writing.


These shares of yours are fascinating. It makes me wonder how much of my own family has travelled (not much, to be honest!) Still…
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Well, someone ventured to Canada from somewhere?
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Oh yes, 13-14 generations ago, on my mother’s side, they came from France.
My paternal grandfather came from Scotland.
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That’s some traveling, and not easy for that first one!
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Oh yes, there were waves of French sent over to populate that heathen land 😉
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French, English, Dutch, Spanish, Portuguese… all so much more civilized.🫤
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Hahaha! Right 😉
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I just love that you reunited this family with the photo.
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It’s great when I can locate a family member who wants to keep the family history alive. I wasn’t the first to reunite a photo with this person.
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I imagine it is rewarding.
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It gives me a little “win” – my good deed for the week, if you will.
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My apologies. I realized after I hit send on my reply that I misspelled Eileen. Forgive me.
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I always blame spellcheck! 😁
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Great research job. I often wonder how far some of my photographs will travel over time. I have a few photographs I have found that I should write about also.
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I love uncovering the stories and making sure the pictures go to someone related if possible.
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I’m so glad you’re continuing with your found photo project. Seeing discarded family photos in antique shops is so sad.
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It is sad. Sometimes I feel that there might be a cluster for a single family, but without labeling of some sort, it’s almost hopeless. I had only one that was not labeled except the photographer logo that I was actually able to eventually identify the person because of the unusual clues.
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You’re a very good family history detective!
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It’s a good thing there are services like Ancestry, or I could not do this.
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For sure!
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I find it fascinating and amazing that you’re able to identify and find the families.
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There are many modern tools at my disposal that make short work of it.
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That’s good. Otherwise it seems like it would be a ton of work.
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Nah. I actually do this for fun. 😊
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That’s wonderful!
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I like seeing how you match up the records and delve into the families’ history. That is quite a flattering photo of lma Maycock Goodger and baby Norman. Oxford, Ontario sounds familiar to me – I spent my early years in Oakville, Ontario – I just looked and it’s about an hour away. In fact, this Saturday will mark 57 years since we moved to the U.S. from Canada.
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It’s a fun little side project that I like to do when work gets to be too much. I’m not sure I’ve ever been to Ontario myself. I think it was Quebec we visited when I was a kid. That’s a long time you’ve been in the U.S. Do you have dual citizenship?
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I’ve never been to Quebec and would have liked to go to use all the French I took in college and growing up in Canada where it was mandatory to study French. My grandfather was born in St. Jerome, Quebec. I can’t get into Canada right now as my passport expired. It has been necessary to have a passport since the Patriot Act was enacted. I do not have dual citizenship Eilene and every ten years I must renew my green card. I am going to get a new Canadian passport as I was told it might make it easier next year to have a passport in place for when I renew the green card in 2024. I had a lot of problems the last time due to my fingerprints. They are worn off from so many years of typing. It also happens to people who play the piano. I suspect it happens more now since so many people are using keyboards now. I had to go to the Immigration Bureau in Detroit twice for new fingerprints (ink, as electronic captures did not work) and then go to my city’s police department to verify I had lived at the same address for 10 years and had no criminal record. I felt insulted about the whole thing to tell you the truth!
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Boy, that all really does sound like a hassle! I hadn’t heard of fingerprints disappearing, but it makes sense. Most of the hair on my legs has disappeared, but I don’t know the reason. I certainly don’t bother shaving!
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I first learned about the fingerprints when a co-worker had a child in kindergarten. A police officer came to the school to get the kids fingerprinted and an “I.D. kit” on file in the event of a kidnapping, child was lost, etc. A parent was asked to attend in case the child was scared. So Sue had played piano for years and been a legal secretary awhile before having kids … no whorls at all. No fingerprints for her! Same here for the leg hair – it’s great!
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Eilene, your family history posts are always intriguing and the images excellent. Your wider family are very fortunate that you are doing all the work to preserve these treasures.
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Thanks, Suzanne.😊 It has really become my passion. I am very happy for the family connections it has created for me.
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I’m always amazed by the movement of families. After all, look at the locations in this post. Not long ago I asked my oldest cousin how his side of the family ended up where we grew up. He knew – and I had no idea. Well done, Eileen!
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We had the Army to thank for most of my immediate family’s moves. I come from a long line of people on the move, though. Many different reasons, but economic opportunities is a big one.
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I was the recipient of this photo and it was such a lovely surprise. I am so grateful to Eileen for doing the research and finding me. As Eileen mentioned, this was the second time someone found a photo in an antique store and took the trouble to reunite it with me, a living descendant. Interestingly, the other photo was of young Lewie and Donnan Goodger who were probably recipients of the photo of their Aunt Bertha and cousin that Eileen found. The photo of them was found in Portland OR. After the passing of their father George, the boys, along with their mother Ida moved from South Dakota to Seattle and then California. The boys are my first cousins, 2x removed. Bertha was my great-grand aunt and the boy in the photo with her is either my grand uncle Norman or Don. Uncle Norman was very involved in family ancestry. Uncle Don was a Reverend and then later changed careers to become a well-respected gemologist. Thank you again to you Eileen for seeking me out – the photo is such a treasure.
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What great good work you did here. Well, you’re always doing it!
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I suppose maybe it’s easier than it looks?
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This is such a great project. I love how you’ve researched the whole family AND found a descendant who will take the photograph. Brava!
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Part of researching the whole family is to figure how the photo wound up where it did. Partly to find descendants. But I do find some sad tales, like these cancer deaths at too young an age. Also, their elderly father was killed by a train. I’m astonished how many times I come across that manner of death! Stay off the tracks, people!!
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I am here visiting from Ally’s blog. I, too, love genealogy and love to reconnect ancestor photos to their family. I recently found a lovely photo in an antique store and immediately went to Ancestry and tracked back to what may be the last of their remaining relatives. Sadly, they did not feel connected and did not want the photo. I have since ‘adopted’ them and keep their photo (well annotated) in my archives.
Nice to ‘meet’ you.
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Hi Maggie!
Thanks for dropping by. It’s good to know there are others who rescue family photos. Not all the ones I buy make it back to relatives and I do keep them. Seems my favorite ones do find a home, though. What’s sad is all those without any identification at all. It inspired me to label all my printed photos and even include stories about them tucked in the albums. Then there are the digital files… ugh.🫤
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Excellent recommendation for all of us. Label and date photos! I am perplexed and concerned about digital files as technology changes. We have a ton of CDs and only one of our computers even has a CD player now. 😖
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That is definitely a concern. There’s cloud storage, but…. I expect that I may someday resort to getting prints of the most important of my photos. Let’s face it, paper has yet to go obsolete and it really can last a long time.
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You’re doing a good thing when you reunite photo with family. I see piles of old photos in antique stores and can’t help wondering if someone somewhere would treasure the photo.
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Sometimes they do, sometimes they don’t. The important thing is whether they can be identified. So many are unlabeled and there is little hope for those.
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Fascinating how much you could trace from this photo!!! I love the Canadian connection 🙂 Kingston is where I went to university, met my husband, and where we were married.
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Doing these projects is always fun for me, because I have no idea where they will take me. Canada was a surprise. Interesting to here your connection to these places.
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