One of my tasks this morning was to tape up the wide, paper box of old photos, so that it could be moved to the garage, next to the stack of my things; waiting, ready to be moved.
But first, I took the opportunity to let my fingers walk through the images. How could I not?
History in a box.
It reminded me that one of these days I need to transfer all of the digital images of my own children out of my phone and into a box for them to finger through one day.
I came across some gems, like this one of me circa 1978 wearing an outfit that looks awfully similar to one I wore just last week!
Do you dress like you did when you were 7?
- Swedish Hasbeens Covered High. Pretty close to the original, I think.