When I got the letter from my Aunt Wanda, I was afraid to open it. "Oh, no, it's too soon, I'm not ready for a family picture without Michelle."
But, it wasn't a family picture, it was these. Photos that show the passage of time.
The tent, the color of our hair, how much younger we cousins looked, one that is no longer here, one that has grown up.
This is 1999, I think.
It is lovely to have photos that remind us of the time.