Last Month I attended the funeral of my Grandmother. She was eighty nine and only two weeks away from her ninetieth birthday. She had lived a long happy life. She was so proud of her Children, Grandchildren and Great Grandchildren. She loved seeing my kids at holidays or whenever we would visit. I have memories of staying with her and my Grandfather for several weeks over Summer breaks. I loved the attention she would give me. My Mother gives the same attention to my kids when they visit her. My Grandfather, her Husband, had passed away over a decade ago. I couldn’t imagine having to go on without my spouse. She gave me his wedding ring when I was married several years after his death. It’s still the ring I wear today.
My Mother and I went back to my Grandmother’s house to start cleaning up and out belongings. I really only wanted to find pictures to keep as memories. While cleaning out a dresser in one of her spare bed rooms I found tons of snapshots and one amazing picture from my Grandfathers past. I was never aware she took so many snapshots. I even found shots of the fall trees shot through the windshield of the car. From the pictures I also realized she loved making my Grandfather stand beside signs or buildings for those vacation snapshots. There was one great picture of a The United Mine Workers from a convention in 1960. This photo is simply amazing. Without measuring the boarder it measures 9×36. I can’t believe the sharpness of this photo and wide angle. I’m assuming it’s from a large format camera.
I enjoyed looking through all the snapshots my Grandmother had saved and couldn’t help but feel close to her.