My grandfather bought a slide scanner recently. Boxes of dated and carefully organised slides of
family picnics, holidays to Greece, birthdays and everyday life are all in there, waiting to be seen (after so long hidden away), and laughed over and loved. The feeling I get sifting through them is not dissimilar to how I imagine it must feel to find a box of old letters. I love them because I love the people in them so much.
This is one of my favourites: My mum is the beautiful baby, my Yayi Mary is the pink bombshell and my Papou Emanuel is the dashing man on the right.
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