Those early picture taking days were a gift. We didn't have much in the way of money, but always had a camera and sometimes there was film in it. This particular roll was black and white, so I must have bought it myself at The Camera Corner. The camera (I'm guessing) was a Kodak Duaflex IV, a twin-lens relic that suited most families perfectly. Not much of a point and shoot, though. You had to open the viewfinder cover and look straight down to see your subject. I probably got hit in the head with Larry's football while taking this shot on Tucker Avenue! Hey, I wasn't too smart and had only just turned 13!
Moments frozen in time. Fragmented memories of faces, fun and festive occasions are plastered in our picture albums. We get them out once in awhile to strengthen that thread to our past, while calculating the few years in front of us. 1-2-3, Hike! --- and the game is just about over for some of us.
Jesus said, "I will never leave you nor forsake you." Neither in this life nor the next.