Lets talk about pictures.
Back in days people took pictures, printed them and archived in albums. It kept memories that otherwise would have been lost and forgotten.
I remember the days when I sat on grandma’s lap, looking at old black and white pictures - I had no idea what I was looking at - but I did enjoy to see captured moments of people that I had no idea who they were.
Later when I got older, grandma showed the same pictures again. But now she included some background stories. There were no meaningless photos. Every single one had some interesting story.
Sadly we don’t archive these type of albums anymore. Even if we do, it is more common to be done a digital format. How often do we browse them? Never. Also it gets often lost when our computers crash.
The reason I started writing this post was because of the picture that I was reminded about. Thanks @facebook once again for popping up a memory from long time ago.
In the picture you can see me and my sister, somewhere in industrial area, near our childhood town. Nothing special with this picture, just two curious people wandering around forgotten places. It has no background story, besides the fact that we took this picture because it looked like as we were staged in 1940s.
The interesting part is that when I saw this picture it reminded me of my grandma and her stories.
Those memories hit me so much that I almost started to cry. Which of course I did not do, because I was sitting at the coffee house while writing this.
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