Every time I visit my mom I end up seeing an old photo I haven’t seen before. Today it was a photo of my grandfather holding my newborn dad back in 1944.

I also saw some pictures that I haven’t seen in years.

And at least a couple I never remembered at all.

Tomorrow I’ll be helping mom put some pictures on her wall. I imagine a few more memories with be stirred.

I spend so much time looking at digital photos these days, it’s actually nice to hold on to printed copies from back in the film days.