The power of photography to trigger memories and help us heal is truly remarkable. Dad behind the wheel of that cream station wagon he loved so much! Family vacation, circa 1978. Boston to Florida. Dad thought driving on the beach was something we had to do. He said, “Lu, you can’t do this on The […]
“Memory believes before knowing remembers.” William Faulkner On a recent visit back home, I went through a bunch of my Fathers’s old slides. This photo is one of many he took while I was growing up, but haven’t seen the light of day in many years. It has been wonderful to rediscover them. This shot […]
This photo of my mom was taken on her wedding day in 1979, at her sister and husband’s home, on a mountain top. I love so many of my parent’s wedding photos, but my mom’s portraits, particularly this one, really stand out. I love how she is surrounded by nature, I love the elegant way […]
My grandparents in the late 1940s in Michigan, where my grandfather grew up. They had just recently gotten engaged and my grandma was meeting my grandpa’s parents for the first time! She came to New York from Russia; he was a Lieutenant in the US Navy. My grandma was working at Bloomingdales in Manhattan when […]
Here’s to dads. Here’s to the patriarchs who helped us start our stories. Here’s to the father-figures who inspired us to keep writing our life stories, one step at a time. In honor of father-figures everywhere, we’re celebrating dads all week. My remarkable father, who I miss every day, would have turned 100 this summer. […]
Photographs are keys to unlocking family history. They enable us to marvel at strong family resemblances and they remind us to laugh when we see ancestors making silly faces (selfies aren’t a new trend). For me, one particular photo opened the door to my career passion. It’s a picture of me at age three, wearing a dirty lifejacket on a boat ride. I laugh every time I […]
Last Thanksgiving, my partner Jack and I sat at his grandparents’ dining room table and stared out at a sea of strangers. These strangers were not our dinner guests; they were the fading and crinkled faces on hundreds of old photographs spread over the table. They poured out of shoeboxes and albums, across a plastic plaid […]
All of the events that happened and choices that were made to get me to where I am today amaze me. This is a photograph of my mom at 12. As her daughter, I can see all the weight of her future in this image. This was before JFK was assassinated, before she protested Vietnam, […]
Meet my mother Shirley. She was sixteen when this photo was taken (image on left). About five years ago, my sister and I began to notice our 85 year old mom was beginning to struggle with short term memory loss, which caused her to feel anxious and frustrated. Our visits became increasingly difficult and stressful. […]
I just can’t help dreaming of road trips; it must be in my blood! That’s my Grandma Jeanne and my two aunts heading out west in the late 40’s. My grandpa Aug took tons of pictures, a need which I also seem to have inherited. The thing that strikes me most when I look at […]
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