…Sometimes I want to kick some ass. I have been removing photos from magnetic albums. Mostly from albums covering my nephew’s childhood. Very carefully I removed the photos. Scanned every photo and put them into files under year on the computer and I filed the actual photo in a photo box. I wrote the year on the back of the photo.
But…there are no words in the album. Nothing. Nada. I might forgive my sister in law because she is no writer, but my albums are almost as bad as hers. I am no writer, but I love to write so I don`t have any excuse. My mother was blessed with a good memory and I was stupid enough to believe that she would live forever. She did not. So – what do I know about this man?
Torvald – my grandfather. A photo with no names and no words. I remember my grandfather, but I do not know any of the things I would like to know about him. The really bad thing is that it is my own fault that I don`t know.
So – what now? How do you know what story to tell?
In 2050 – what does this little boy want to read about in his album? Does he want to know the date? The place? Why he was there? Who was there with him? How we felt about him?
A lot of questions, and maybe it is time to think about why I scrapbook and how I do it…
2 responses so far ↓
Jean // October 21, 2009 at 12:30 am |
You ask the most thought provoking questions! Great post.
Elizabeth // October 21, 2009 at 1:24 pm |
My grandfather died before I was born. I only have one photo of him and knew nothing about him. My layout included questions I would have liked to ask him and things I wish I knew of him.
It was very satisfying to put all that on my layout. I, too, had a mother with a great memory but she also is no longer here to ask her questions.