Dear Photograph, We drove away with you sitting on the roof of the car and you were lost. Years later, a neighbor found you in a ditch, developed your film and brought you back to us. You are a good story and she was a good neighbour!
Dear Photograph, We didn’t have very much back in 1974 at the old apartment, yet my single mom always made sure we were dressed in our Easter best. Thus began my fondness for purple and chocolate bunnies.