One of the joys of being here is to unearth long forgotten mementos. Packed away carefully, protected against the elements, all of these objects are slowly seeing the light of day once again. On one hand they are things to sort; to determine if they really require the time and expense to care for them properly or dispose of.
Tonight I found this:
This picture I could immediately recall in time. The Mustang is mine, the pickup is my Step-Grandfathers. I and the young lady are in front of my Grandfather's house. It is 1979. The picture was taken by my Aunt on that side, my Grandfather's Daughter.
Aside from the old saw that "you never forget your first", I wonder where she is and how her life is going.
I on the other hand am reminded of a song lyric: "Wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then".
This moment in time captured is worth keeping.