One of my favorite collections are of old photos that are framed in beautiful metal and wood frames. They just speak to my heart. When I look into the faces of the people in the picture, I wonder who they are, what are their names and their story.
Who would get rid of your picture? Why isn’t it important enough to hold onto your image and memory?
Just look at this sweet trio. The little guy on the left reminds me of a character right out of The Little Rascals. Just look at that perfect part down the center of his hair! The clothing is fascinating, too. I am loving the laced up shoes and the imperfect ties.
Who could these handsome lads be? I am thinking a group of professionals…like bankers or doctors. What would you guess?
This is my favorite picture of all. I bought it from my friend Marcia’s shop years back and fell in love with the frame AND the photo. You see, the little boy on the left and the curly haired boy in the center look exactly – and I mean exactly – like my two boys. Even the age difference is spot on. The dog could pass for our beloved Daisy, too.
If you look reallllll close, the little curly haired boy ripped his britches……see?
Yes, poor little chap!
The old photos now have a place front and center around our home. They are special….no matter who they are or what their story is. ……You are safe with me now….not to be sold at another antique store. Maybe you could be distant relatives, too? You just never know, now do you?