I can remember far back to when I was a little tyke rummaging through our family albums in the basement. Looking at all the photos of my mom and dad sans children, all the black and white prints of relatives from back in the day and of course my own baby pictures. I loved seeing all these memories displayed in front of me and envisioning I was there with them. Photos tell the story of our life, captured in that one instance, for us always to remember. I thank my lucky stars that my parents have these memories encapsulated for…

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