Reliving the Past
Seventy some years ago my great uncle Bob who by all estimations was quite an eccentric man took a series of photographs of my great grandfather and a friend. They were posed studio photographs and taken long before digital photography was ever conceived of. I love these photographs for several reasons but foremost is the window into the playful side of my great grandfather's personality. I have no idea why they chose monks but for a strange reason they always seemed perfect. Another portrait from the same session was taken in a fisherman's weather hat and titled Cap'n Hart. It has yet to be recreated. As the years pass memories fade. Eventually one generation transcends the next and living memory ceases to exist. The only thing that remains are the images of people who once walked our world yet long ago departed. I love to look at these old photographs and wonder about the people. Who were they? What made them laugh and what made them cry? Did they ever fall i