I have not been a very good blogger recently. Some time for reflection was needed. I like my blog to be a cheerful place to visit, a respite from the economy or the state of the world or just a bad day. So for the past few weeks I feel I have been cheating. However all of you out there in Blogland are so kind that I want to share the reason I have been absent. My Dad passed away on February 21st. I feel that grief is personal and for that reason I did not want to post a long story about his life. It is enough to say he was a wonderful, loving Daddy and a good man who made my childhood a magical one.
One of my Aunts brought this newspaper clipping to his Memorial service and I love this little snippet of times gone by. Fun and kind of funny. Growing up, one of our neighbors was a professional photographer who did a lot of ad photos. He was asked to do pictures for a new GE range and he recruited a few neighbors to model for him. The result is the ad pictured. My mom is second from left and my dad is in the center looking over her head. The others are our next door neighbors on either side of our house in our little cul-de-sac. This was 1964. What a lot of fun we had back then.
I would have posted more pictures but I find it so hard to look at them. Is it getting older that makes one realize that photos taken today may someday cause such sadness? I have always loved vintage photographs, a little piece of captured time. But these slices of time are out of reach forever. When they hold a piece of your own past they are bittersweet treasures, the essence of a life already lived. Time already gone.
I wouldn't trade the photos or the memories for anything, although I can see why sometimes with the best intentions, these pictures can cause pain. Old home movies and photo montages put together for a celebration are always fun for the grandkids and newlyweds but what about grandma or grandpa? I read an article by an elderly woman on this topic. She said to think twice about trotting out the big video presentation on the 50th anniversary or 80th birthday party. Although the family may enjoy reminiscing, the movies of loved ones and friends now gone only made her sad.
Most vintage photos capture life's joyous occasions. Moments of pleasure in life. When I find these bits of life in antique shops, babies and families and wedding parties, even pet portraits, I always feel a tug at my heart thinking that when the picture was taken they were in the middle of living a life that is now a piece of the past. This, though, is what life is made of, memories and the passing of time. These photos are records of how wonderful life can be.
I think what originally drew me to blogging were all of the beautiful photographs. Captured moments that will never be repeated, gone in the blink of an eye. A photograph is so intimate and personal, as it is the view seen literally through the photographer's eye. That particular view and moment cannot, by it's very nature, be repeated. Captured time.
So let us continue to capture time to pass on to our friends and family, and to share with one another the beautiful moments that make up our lives.
Have a Wednesday full of wonderful moments, P.
A sad P.S. Deck Ape's little Cody passed away Friday. I know many of you have been checking in on him. There is an address on his site for donations to fight Neuroblastoma in Cody's name. Click the Childhood Cancer badge on the sidebar. This is a fight we have to win.
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