Monday, April 8, 2013
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Posting Something Now and Then
I visited my father today.
(Or perhaps, more apt: He visited me.)
In 1978, a middle-of-the-night phone call
(never a good sign) told me he had passed.
At that time, digital photography,
computers and the internet
were barely a blip on the screen of my future life,
and never to be a part of his.
The only “online” we shared
was with a fishing pole – he laughing
over turtles nibbling the lure from my line
and fleeing before I ever learned they were there.
Imagine my surprise
wandering my favorite haunt today,
finding some pictures he'd posted
on my local site.
|All photos by PSC / 2013-APR-06|