I'm feeling very nostalgic today, our 42nd wedding anniversary. But melancholy also intrudes because as time permits (the irony of that phrase weighs on me) I've been going through the thousands and thousands of photographs I scanned, leaving behind the world of silver halide prints for digital and more manageable copies. Although a smidgeon of the way through reviewing the scans, my life is literally passing before my eyes and I have mixed emotions, some opportunities perhaps lost, but others seized.
In retrospect, though, my childhood, education, first marriage, even my career, is dwarfed by my forty two years married to Ann. Today, relationships, and even more so jobs, seem to be kaleidoscopic, frenetic, relatively short-lived. I've lived with a good woman for nearly half a century now and had two jobs in my lifetime of working. But when did pulsating youth become, well, "old age?" I use this expression somewhat disingenuously, in deference to when I was younger and the thought of turning 70 meant being really old. Nonetheless, I still feel like I did decades ago, at least mentally.
And how does one fathom 42 plus years of living with one person? Prosaic as it may be, the words trust, humor, patience, and friendship immediately spring to mind. And, so, to celebrate our anniversary, here are a few of those scanned photographs from over the decades, admittedly an idiosyncratic selection, ones that amuse me for the moment, not necessarily the best photographs (I can hear Ann saying "Why did you use that photograph!!??). And they are mostly scanned photos, with the drawbacks of that process.
PS Blogger (Google) has changed its blogging interface. It's awful, and the ability to handle photographs is even worse than before. Another learning curve, sigh.