Friday, March 28, 2014

Print Photos

As we were visiting tonight with the family of our friend who died this week they were going through boxes of old photos.  Print photos.  Paper photos.  There are generations of people who no longer know what those really mean.  And the generation I'm from seem to forget.  Until it's time for remembrance and passing the box of photos around.  Sharing.  Laughing.  Remembering.  Grieving.  You just can't get those kinds of connections from a computer chip or Smartphone loaded full of selfies.