6 thoughts on “Photo Friday, No. 274”

    1. This was at his great-grandmother’s memorial service. Terri had taken that vase from her house to decorate a table. While we were there, Dave glanced inside the vase and found this old photo of himself that he then gave to me.

  1. It is a lovely photograph. I can just, barely, remember my great-grandmother, my only surviving great-grandparent by the time I was born. She was a little, frail old lady…I think I was three or four when she passed away.

    1. Thank you.

      I think people who get to know their grandparents and great-grandparents are lucky indeed, especially if they get to hear and remember stories. Those things that may not seem important to us when we’re younger have a lot more meaning when we’re older.

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