Tag: old photographs

  • Remembering Grandpa by Creating Him

    Remembering Grandpa by Creating Him

    We stood in the basement of my grandma‚Äôs old house, the place I visited every Sunday afternoon as a child. I was now an adult. While I knew she had passed away years ago, as had the man with me, the moment felt so real. The security of his arms around me, the steady rise […]