Family Photos. Or, why a scanner is so nifty.

remember when.
1968.
the year I was born.
the place: san francisco
the time: tumultuous
the feeling: newly alive

my parents were still married
{i have no memories of this fact}
love was in the air,
    as was war.

who are we looking for when we flip through old images?
what is memory and what is re memory?

i look at her and i see someone i love so much it breaks my heart.

i look at him and there's no doubt where my body comes from. my features

are theirs combined.

~

I have begun to scan old images. Ones I want to remember, and share. As I go along, and have time, many more photos will be added to this set.
{yes, I finally bought a scanner. it's an amazing tool.}

Comments

[Rachelle]

So cute! And, great narrative as well. Thanks!

[Tartelette]

I hear you! I just scanned a bunch of pictures my brother took before he passed away so that I could save the on disks. I am now scanning some love notes and grandmother's recipes. The picture is wonderful, looking forward to more!

[aran]

I have been obsessed with the concept of time lately. I just cannot understand it. only the now exists, they say. but then you look at old photos and what does that mean? thank you for sharing these. I love looking at old photos and wondering what was going on through peoples minds that second. it is all a mistery to me.

[M]

aaawwww! You look so cute.

[Dr. Biggles]

Scan an eggbeater !!!

[Linda]

I Loved seeing these old pictures and spending time with you. xoxox