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| Our Trees. Photo by Hoosier Outsider. |
My dad has been waxing nostalgic lately and this time is doing so while armed with photographic evidence.
I can’t tell you how eager I’ve been for this day.
So I’m sure there will be some embarrassment (for me) in some of his Facebook posts and e-mails. He was pretty relentless with the camera. So much so that this daughter of a photographer turned out to be pretty camera shy.
But I appreciate his talent and creativity, always have.
It’s a joy to see these images from my childhood. Many of them I’ve seen before, over the years from time to time in slide shows or on contact sheets. It’s altogether something different though viewing these in social media.
Long forgotten identities and picture IDs are near instantly – or within hours – rediscovered.
This is particularly remarkable considering the circumstances in which we lived when many of these photographs were taken: in the remote mountains of New Mexico, with no electricity or running water.
There is surely a lot of backstory to this photo I’ve added here – more than even dad and I can remember. I do remember this photograph. I’m pretty sure I know who the boys are (and dad agreed). I’ll confirm on Facebook at some point soon and update with any details I can discover.
As for the location. This is just at the edge of the property line where we lived. The boys are holding onto a tree that’s likely on their side of the line, keeping it safe, God willing, from the logging company.
Photo used with permission of Hoosier Outsider.
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