As I was rooting through a box of photos last week, I found some of Bob's baby photographs. It's hard to realize this 20 lb. blob of love was once a kitten.
Here he is, lounging in some carded yellow wool...little did I know at the time of his coming penchant for all things fibery.
Then, with his "brothers"...Larry, the black and white, and Whisper (now gone to kitty heaven), our precious deaf white cat.
Just to give you a gauge, Larry has never grown past 7 lbs...so he's not a big cat.
Today I was finally able to get my computer connected to the scanner and have been having lots of fun.
(That's how I managed to be able to share the baby photos with you.) When I took my photo class in February, a visiting instructor showed us a slide show of her family and then passed around a book she made of her mom's journey through breast cancer and her treatments. I am now hell bent to get what family photos exist in our family (my sister is the current keeper of these things) and scan and piece together what little she and I know, to be preserved for the younger members of our family. I plan to use a site such as blurb.com to do this.
I was in a shop recently that was selling boxes of old photos...some going back to the 1800s and some as current as what appeared to be the fifties.
It broke my heart to think a family's history could end up for sale in pieces like that. I had an urge to purchase all of them, just to give them a home, but it was cost prohibitive. Instead, I opted to purchase these two photos. One is Aunt Effie, or so written on the back in someone's handwriting. Her photo was taken in Moline, Illinois. The other person's photo had no name. I hope someday to make some collages to honor them in some way. Note to self: remember to make some notes so when I die someday, my kids don't wonder which relatives these are. ---Martie