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sexta-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2012

Dear Photograph


Dear Photograph, I was once as skinny as my clarinet. These days I should be playing a tuba. Eric
Dear Photograph,
I was once as skinny as my clarinet. These days I should be playing a tuba.
Eric

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Dear Photograph, I’ve watched alot of great football games for the past 20 years at Auburn. But seeing my mother tackle my grandmother is still one of the all time hall of fame moments for me. Kenny
Dear Photograph,
I’ve watched alot of great football games for the past 20 years at Auburn. But seeing my mother tackle my grandmother is still one of the all time hall of fame moments for me.
Kenny

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Dear Photograph, Thirty three years ago, while driving through the middle of the Sahara desert, my moustache was just a part of who I was. Day 19 of Movember 2011, it means so much more.  Greg
Dear Photograph,
Thirty three years ago, while driving through the middle of the Sahara desert, my moustache was just a part of who I was. Day 19 of Movember 2011, it means so much more.
Greg


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Dear Photograph, A simple yellow balloon or the first snowflakes of the season always made my girls giggle and look with such wide eyed wonder. I cherish the life lessons they have taught me. Mama
Dear Photograph,
A simple yellow balloon or the first snowflakes of the season always made my girls giggle and look with such wide eyed wonder. I cherish the life lessons they have taught me.
Mama

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Dear Photograph, Mom always said we’d never feel like a fish out of water at Camp Lutherlyn. It’s still one of my favorite places on earth! Lisa
Dear Photograph,
Mom always said we’d never feel like a fish out of water at Camp Lutherlyn. It’s still one of my favorite places on earth!
Lisa

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Dear Photograph, Breakfast with Freddie…now that’s a silver screen moment. He’s the best breakfast companion I could ever wish for. Doc
Dear Photograph,
Breakfast with Freddie…now that’s a silver screen moment. He’s the best breakfast companion I could ever wish for.
Doc

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Dear Photograph, Now that he’s gone, I can still hear his wisdom whispering to me amongst the thorns in my life. My grandpa taught me so much. Jessica
Dear Photograph,
Now that he’s gone, I can still hear his wisdom whispering to me amongst the thorns in my life. My grandpa taught me so much.
Jessica

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Dear Photograph,Thank you for reminding me of the two most important things in my childhood, my love of books and my Dad’s guitar. That will never change.Anonymous
Dear Photograph,
Thank you for reminding me of the two most important things in my childhood, my love of books and my Dad’s guitar. That will never change.
Anonymous

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  Dear Photograph,I’m forever grateful for my sister. She kept me from tumbling downward when my parents divorced. I wish I could go back to beanie babies and the days when finding happiness wasn’t such an upward climb.You saved my life Sissy. Love, Robin

Dear Photograph,
I’m forever grateful for my sister. She kept me from tumbling downward when my parents divorced. I wish I could go back to beanie babies and the days when finding happiness wasn’t such an upward climb.
You saved my life Sissy. Love, Robin
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Dear Photograph,The annual drive to the pumpkin farm,no matter where I live,always takes me back to the intoxicating childhood smells of freshly picked apples, homebaked goods, and pumpkins . Nothing is sweeter than those apple scented memories.Shannon
Dear Photograph,
The annual drive to the pumpkin farm,no matter where I live,always takes me back to the intoxicating childhood smells of freshly picked apples, homebaked goods, and pumpkins . Nothing is sweeter than those apple scented memories.
Shannon

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Dear Photograph, My son couldn’t believe that I was ever little enough to cry myself to sleep on that step. John
Dear Photograph,
My son couldn’t believe that I was ever little enough to cry myself to sleep on that step.
John

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Dear Photograph, 60 years ago, my Grandma Gladys stood with her parents at Forrest Lawn Cemetary. Yesterday, she was laid to rest beside them. As I held this photo, I could still hear her telling her lovely stories all over again. I will always carry her beautiful spirit in my heart forever. I know she has gone back home, I’m just so glad I was loved by her. Gaby
Dear Photograph,
60 years ago, my Grandma Gladys stood with her parents at Forrest Lawn Cemetary. Yesterday, she was laid to rest beside them. As I held this photo, I could still hear her telling her lovely stories all over again. I will always carry her beautiful spirit in my heart forever. I know she has gone back home, I’m just so glad I was loved by her.
Gaby

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Dear Photograph, We waited a few years after they were gone…but now my grandparent’s couch must go too… Amy
Dear Photograph,
We waited a few years after they were gone…but now my grandparent’s couch must go too…
Amy

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Dear Photograph, Move in day twenty three years ago was like one big present waiting to be unwrapped. Little did I know that a little sister was on the way and ten years later…a brother. Shari
Dear Photograph,
Move in day twenty three years ago was like one big present waiting to be unwrapped. Little did I know that a little sister was on the way and ten years later…a brother.
Shari

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Dear Photograph, This will be her last Christmas. I know I will treasure it, this year and always. Melanie
Dear Photograph,
This will be her last Christmas. I know I will treasure it, this year and always.
Melanie

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Dear Photograph, Drucilla was a queen of a cat, but sadly, she had to give up her throne. These days when I look out the kitchen door, the view just isn’t the same. We miss her. Kingy
Dear Photograph,
Drucilla was a queen of a cat, but sadly, she had to give up her throne. These days when I look out the kitchen door, the view just isn’t the same. We miss her.
Kingy

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Dear Photograph, It’s not just the house that has gotten older… Janine
Dear Photograph,
It’s not just the house that has gotten older…
Janine

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Dear Photograph, As we gather this Thanksgiving, I wish we could set aside all the family squabbling and just be grateful for time with one another. My uncle passed away last week, and I would love to have him knock on the door and share this season one more time. Stephanie
Dear Photograph,
As we gather this Thanksgiving, I wish we could set aside all the family squabbling and just be grateful for time with one another. My uncle passed away last week, and I would love to have him knock on the door and share this season one more time.
Stephanie

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Dear Photograph, Early morning walks together and my little boy, those moments will always make up the color in my life, and in my heart. Ladyjang
Dear Photograph,
Early morning walks together and my little boy, those moments will always make up the color in my life, and in my heart.
Ladyjang

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Dear Photograph, I miss those playful, tumble around days…now it’s all drama. Gina
Dear Photograph,
I miss those playful, tumble around days…now it’s all drama.
Gina

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