Dear Photograph, Once upon a time, long ago in 1953, our grandmother held my mother’s hand and whispered words that I will never hear. Perhaps one day I will know what tender secrets she told….for now I can only imagine. Helen

Dear Photograph,
Once upon a time, long ago in 1953, our grandmother held my mother’s hand and whispered words that I will never hear. Perhaps one day I will know what tender secrets she told….for now I can only imagine.
Helen