A few weeks ago when I flew to Louisiana to visit my grandmother in the hospital, I took some time during the trip to also visit her house. This is the house she's lived in since the late 1930's and the house I spent quite a lot of time in while I was growing up. I wanted to take some pictures of things that were meaningful to me so I would have a way of looking back at them. This old mechanical scale was one of those things. I remember hopping up on it every chance I got. I never cared how much I weighed, I just liked the feel of it and seeing that pointer swing around.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Remembering
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6 comments:
Awesome. Great to have those photos, Marshall!
Brings back a lot of memories for me also.
Love it.
You have some great shots here. You are now on my reader! And oh, perhaps on my sidebar too...
Great image. I bet you had some great memories going back to your grandmother's home.
Nice work.
B Dad
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