are my dad’s parent’s. i never met them. they died while my dad was in his 20′s. but i have always admired these little b/w – maybe a bit sepia(ish) photos that my dad has of him and his brother’s when they were young. photos his parent’s took of them. you know the tiny little pictures with kind of the creamy white and brownish tint, where nobody is smiling or looking very happy, and where it seems everybody is looking through the lens- actually boring a hole through it? well, i now have a piece of my grandparents. my dad found their old camera from the 30′s- it’s called a brownie junior six-20. kind of amazing. because i really don’t have much of them. not many photos or personal belongings. and of all the things to find up in my dads closet with a good layer of dust- but his perfect little boxy camera.
by Jocelyn
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