Memories

My cousin Lynn recently posted a picture I had taken of her in the mid 80s on Facebook.  It was slightly out of focus, but that didn't change the way it made me feel.  Just looking at it brought back a flood of memories from that time of my life.  It got me thinking.

My mom passed away a few months ago, and I realized that of the pictures we have of her, most were from when we were all much younger.  I think that's the way with families.  We take lots of pictures in the early years of marriage, but as time goes along. We get busy, and time just kind of slips away.

These days, everyone has a cell phone. We think because we're taking selfies with it constantly, that we'll have plenty of pictures, but how many of those pictures actually make it to some kind of safe storage?  Are any ever printed?  How will our future great grand kids be able to sit and look through those images long after we're gone?

I've decided that I'm going to try and make it a point to leave a record in pictures of my family.  Not only formal portraits, which are important, but a few candid prints of each member at least once a year with the who, what and whens written on the back.

These are a few of my granddaughter to get this project started.

Bob 

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