i spend the day deep inside memories
going one by one through my father's slides
i slide each one into the view finder, hit download and
load the next one in, until the small rectangle box is empty
there is no order, i might find one of me on my 3rd birthday
along with one of my oldest son as a baby. . .
i image dad getting into them one day, confused and wondering
what the hell. . . and someone coming in and saving them
putting them back into the boxes in no particular order
i kind of like it that way. . .
i know this was a "selfie" before there was even such a thing
the boat is tiny, the two of them and the dogs are all that would fit
the camera is sitting on the truck, tilted a bit. i love the way mom has her arm
tucked into his, and i can almost here her telling the dog to sit
i am about a third of the way through