I just found this Polaroid of my family’s house in the Bronx with my grandmother and my uncle Gypsy on the porch. So many memories here, some of my best. . I was just telling someone about the time we had a cookout in the fenced-in area with a TV facing out of the bottom […]
Picture this: your mom asks you to text her a photo of yourself from your childhood. You vaguely recall scanning a print, maybe even a few favorites. But when it comes to finding the actual files, you’re stumped. And the more you search, the more you feel like pulling out your hair! Digitizing analog photos or backing […]
My wife and son back when he was a real little kid – funny how certain family photos carry a kind of talismanic charge in the context of a family life. . Roland Barthes spoke of the punctum a photograph can carry/evoke. This photo filled with the emotions of those young days in the life […]
What do you remember about your grandparents? What are you asking them now (and writing down!) to remember them when they’re gone? . I remember how funny they could be. My grandfather had a joke for everyone he met. He called the grandkids “little monsters,” in the most endearing way. He loved popcorn, peanuts and […]
My mother would have turned 75 this week. Here she is on the beach in Panama with my grandmother, who we called Omi, when the family was stationed there. . I thought it was so exotic that her school on the Navy base had a pool, where she learned how to swim. I remember watching […]
It’s a unique mix of magic and anxiety. It’s a moment of truth. It’s a feeling unlike any other. It’s an experience called NOSTALGIA. When we discover old family photos, we are given a passport to a place called memory. This experience is powerful – everyone can relate to it. Have you ever opened a closet in your parents’ […]
Dad, where are your old photos? On a warm summer afternoon, a 6 year-old boy in Tel Aviv, Israel asked his father, “Dad, I’d like to see what you looked like as a kid. Can you show me some pictures?” At once Yair was filled with nostalgia, but also dread. Although he knew old photos of him […]
This Kodachrome slide was taken by my Father, Jim Bailey in 1963. It shows my sister Kathy Bailey and my brother Steve Bailey in the backyard of the family house in Kent, Ohio, long before I was born. . Our dad studied journalism and photography at Kent State University, and worked as a reporter and […]
Always remember this: your story started before you. . This is a portrait of my paternal family, circa 1920s. My great granddad is in the black suit. . They had just started a new life in America, after traveling here from Barbados. They came seeking life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. . I often […]
He just turned 92, but if you ask him, he says 93. He still drives, emails, has two Facebook accounts, does all the cooking and takes care of my Gramma. (She is really going to be 93 this year!) . When I was a baby, he used to sing to me and walk me up […]
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