Kristy was on call the day after thanksgiving, and I had the day off, so I decided it would be a good time to take a trip to Rochester and visit my mom. We had a mini post-thanksgiving dinner, and took the opportunity to dig through a storage locker and rescue a bunch of old pictures that I should probably have had all along.
It was a bit of a treasure trove. All sorts of old pictures. Like some from our crazy first apartment in Cambridge with the nautical themed wood paneling in the front room, and the goofy huge chandelier above the bed in the bedroom, and the humongous kitchen. And also, I found the long-lost pictures of the u-haul truck towing our car behind with every bit of our earthly possessions contained therein. Of course there were even older pictures, like from high school, and trips to Australia, New Zealand, and England, and my old modeling portfolio and pictures from some plays, musicals and dance recitals. Maybe if I can get my hands on a scanner I can get some of these digitized.
Is this what happened to everyones old pre-digital photos? I mean, it’s nice to actually have a physical picture — but they can be locked away in storage lockers, misplaced, damaged, and they can also be hard to copy and distribute without additional tools. Scottoway may disagree, and will most likely offer his own two cents on the situation.