A photograph is a moment frozen in time

debodun said:
Looking at family album photos, it saddens me to think how many people and pets are no longer with us and nothing can bring them back except the photo.

A guy I dated in college once remarked that he often wondered what the people did right after the picture was taken.
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Even worse is finding a picture of myself from back in the day. Dear Lord, who is that guy? I wonder what ever happened to him? Seriously, I stumbled across a picture of my wife and I from the late 80s. It was the day I got my MBA, so I know the exact date and location, but I just don't remember ever looking like that. My wife, on the other hand, is even prettier than I would have recalled. (She's been gone since 2002..)

I've given most of my photo albums to my dear DIL, and I only have a couple of family photos sitting in the den.
 
When I look at them and it's loved ones that passed, I feel so lucky I had them in my life.
They each gave something of them self to me, a lesson or two learned. A little piece of them,
many laughs and sea deep support so they still live in me. Photos don't hurt me.
 
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One of the things I like about using film with simple cameras is that vintage look of years gone by, the clinical look of digital just doesn’t evoke the same feelings. All those photos we took over the years still bring back that “moment in time”
 
The other day I watched a YouTube video that covered the meaning behind certain songs which happened to be popular when I was in grade school. Nostalgia took over and I did a deep dive online search and found a a site on Tumbler that has old class pictures from my grade school. I found a picture of my 5th grade home room class and I spotted me, sitting in the middle of the front row, and my first thought was "Who is that kid?". It was a strange and almost eerie feeling.

I ended up looking at a couple of other of my homeroom pictures from different grades and it felt surreal. All of those kids, all of those memories. Back then a day seemed like a week and a school year seemed liked an eternity. I don't feel the same when I look at old family pictures of myself when I was a kid. But there was an almost haunting feeling when I did look at the old homeroom grade school pictures.
 
IrishEyes said:
When I look at them and it's loved ones that passed, I feel so lucky I had them in my life.
They each gave something of them self to me, a lesson or two learned. A little piece of them,
many laughs and sea deep support so they still live in me. Photos don't hurt me.
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Well said and exactly how I feel.
 
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