|Charlie Ardinger, Ethel Loxley, Esther Rhodes, Elise Ardinger, Will and Leta Wright|
A beautiful part of having a computer is that I can save old pictures and tweek them to make the picture richer than it is on paper. Still there are parts that will not be saved. I have saved what I can.
I love that I can enlarge the picture in order to look more closely at faces, clothing, the site of the picture. I only saw my grandmother from the eyes of a small child. Now I can see her in a new way as an adult. I can know her by the friends she kept and the way she dressed. Once more I am with my grandmother.
There is a rich history in the photo basket. There is a rich history we can preserve for future generations. Not every cares, I must admit, but I am one who will do what I can to keep our history alive in word and in the photos. I care.
Will someone care as much when we are gone? Will we leave behind our gifts of the person were are? Will we leave words of poetry, a spirit loved by others? Will we leave behind a photograph of us in happy times?
I know my grandmother by the stories my parents told. I know her by the lives she had touched. I know her by the face I see on the paper. Ah, I know her.