Memories live in photo envelopes
I investigated the contents of a stack of photo envelopes on my dresser and found that I’d never scanned a bunch of them. Here’s a little peek at a few from the first batch to meet with the scanner.
From a long-forgotten walk in a dream:
On a street corner, under a sky:
Memories of memories:
Me and my dad in the backyard in State College. I’m holding a camera that my grandfather picked up in Germany during WWII. My father gave it to me. Ezra took this picture.

Oh I love that picture of you and your Dad. When was that taken?
He is proud of you. Love ya!
Good question. I’m not sure! Maybe Fall 2006? Please make sure he gets on this thing and sees it!
I think I gave you the Holga for Christmas ‘06, right? I think this was only last winter/spring. March?
Ya, you’re probably right.
Where were the other pics taken?
I got him on this as soon as I saw it. He was touched. He is a sentimental guy under his hard shell. I think he said this was taken last year.
I know all about Dad being sentimental.
Shucks.
Kim, the other pictures were taken near our house, in Medford.
Great photos!