I'll admit it---I love looking at old pictures, feeling the weight of the past all on a small sheet of paper. I was going through some old documents yesterday and came across one of my sociology papers on my family's past. Again, I lingered over the pictures, savoring each detail, trying to learn about my parents from these small moments in their young adulthood. I wish I could have grown up in the 60s and 70s.
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I love them all!
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