Sepia Saturday: Father's Day
Though there are thousands of photos I could post of my father (1922-2006) these are two of my favorites. The one at the top is from around 1927 when he was transitioning from Kindergarten to first grade. He is the boy second boy on the left on the far top row . I love this picture if for now reason other than the flaming flapper teacher on the far left. For years I've wondered just what she is reaching for deeply in those pockets. Way far left. This is the only photo we have of him from between 1922 and 1937.
The second photo was taken with my sister around September 1952. There is much that is "wrong" with it as far as lighting, contrast, and shadows. Those mistakes are what make me love it and the memory of my father. Mistakes, memories, shadows and mystery are what makes Father's Day worth remembering, even though there is no tangible address where I can send a card.