It is pretty amazing how features from some of our ancestors pop up in successive generations. I've got a clear photo of one of my paternal GG grandfathers who was born in 1844. I bear a pretty strong resemblance to him. On my mom's side, I look at the photo of her mother and see my mom looking back at me.
Interesting comments, and so true. I’ve an adult granddaughter who is remarkably like her great-great-great Grammie, in face and build.
And it isn’t only a face that shows up in next and later generations. For years now, I haven’t had hands of my own. No matter what I’m doing, whatever activity, whatever motions - the hands at the ends of my arms are my mother’s. Eeerie.