A private archive

The Trevorrow family

Seven generations, from the tin mines of St Just in Penwith to the gold mines of Grass Valley, California. Forty one people, a hundred and one things they did, and the photographs that survive.

This is a demonstration, so the passphrase is printed here: . On the real archive it would be whatever you choose, and it would not be printed anywhere.

The passphrase here is checked in your browser, which keeps out anyone who finds the address but not anyone who opens the developer tools. The built version checks it at the edge and sets a signed cookie, so the pages are never sent to a browser that has not passed. That is a real difference and it is worth saying out loud rather than implying.

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The Trevorrow family
St Just in Penwith, and Grass Valley

Parents

Arthur Samuel. Photograph by Lewis Hine of a teenage glassworks laborer waiting for the night shift outside the factory, Indiana, August 1908, U.S. National Archives.
Arthur Samuel Trevorrow1901 to 1963
Doris Trevorrow1908 to 1991

Barry Arthur Trevorrow

1941 to 2015aged 74

Underground fitter, the Golden Mile, Kalgoorlie

Born
12 January 1941, Fremantle, Western Australia
Died
4 September 2015, Kalgoorlie, Western Australia

Arthur's son, born in Fremantle during the war. He went out to the Kalgoorlie goldfields at nineteen and fitted machinery underground for thirty seven years, which makes him the fourth generation of this family to spend his working life below ground, on the third continent it has happened on. No photograph of him has come across from Western Australia.

Accomplishments

  • Two hundred and fourteen senior games in the Goldfields Football League1961

    For a Boulder club, 1961 to 1975, and he coached the reserves for six years afterwards.

  • Thirty seven years as an underground fitter on the Golden Mile1960

    Which makes him the fourth generation of this family to spend a working life below ground, on the third continent it has happened on.

  • Flew to Cornwall in 1996 with his mother copy of the 1948 letter1996

    And gave it to Ivy, who put it in a biscuit tin with everything else.

An invented family, built to show how this works. The photographs are real public domain archival portraits of real people who are not these people, and each one credits its archive. Freely licensed portrait photography effectively stops around 1946, which is why the earliest generations are rich and the recent ones are empty mounts. On your own archive, those are where your photographs go. What is real and what is not.