#dearphotograph

 Given Values, 1/200, ISO 1600, F10

Love, Karen

Dear Photograph, Thank you for showing us all how to love for the long haul. Love, John

Sarah

Dear Photograph, My grandpa at the Inn at Sils in Switzerland in 1940, tried his luck fishing without a reel. He caught some big trout! - Peter

Dear Photograph, I'll never forget all the summers we went for bike rides together. This was the first of many. And now you’re gone I am only left with the valuable life lessons you have taught me. Teaching me to ride a bike was the first and most valuable. To never, ever quit. If you fall down you fight to get back up and try again until you are the best you can be. Your 10 year battle with cancer has been an inspiration to me and many others. You defied all odds and fought with a smile on your face every single day. You were and always will be my hero. R.I.P Dad - Scott

Dear Photograph, In 1935 my great-great grandfather rode through Middelburg, Netherlands and was known to all as the town butcher. Today, when the elderly ladies see this photo hanging on the lunchroom wall, they talk of how he would give them a piece of ham when they were little girls and came into his store with their mums . I would love to walk back in time, right up to his counter, and have him give me a piece of ham...and advice. - Helen

Dear Photograph, a 1957 summer picnic in the park with the women in my family and my dad, the prolific amateur photographer, capturing the moment.  I am the young child in the seat hooked onto the table and have only an imagined memory of this moment. The exploration in this space was powerful as I remembered these women who have all gone before me. As I took in the sights, sounds, and smells, I was thankful both to you, my photograph, as well as to my father for his diligence in capturing our family stories through the years. A salute to these women who taught me to be strong through both their living and their dying. May I honor their legacy through the next generations.