When I’m using iPhoto and I scroll past the end of the last roll, it brings me to the first roll in my library. They are really lousy photographs technically. An early digital camera back in…the photo says December of 1995, but the later pictures most certainly look more like July 1998.
The lighting is atrocious, the composition is messy, but it is all about the subject. Every time I go too far in the present, I’m sent back to a roll titled, “Last Photos with Bumpa.” These are the first digital photos I have and the last photos of my maternal grandfather.
Ironically, one of the photos is, I believe, of Brother K showing Bumpa this digital camera contraption. Bumpa loved gadgets, and loved to take them apart and see how they work. I am certain that my interest in engineering came from him.
Family has always been an important part of my life. Growing up, we didn’t have much, but we never really had reason to want for anything either. When things are looking down, I still, to this day, remind myself that I have a roof over my head, food to eat, and above all, a family that loves me unconditionally. And that means more than anything.
I couldn’t ask for a better family. I love you all.