PrintSeptember 11, 2007
The Way We Were
A photograph, partially torn at the corner and suffering from being stuffed into a drawer full of screwdrivers, wrenches, and assorted knick knacks and gewgaws reflected the fluorescent light in the kitchen off its scratched surface making it difficult to identify. Why we call it the "utility drawer" is beyond me. I suppose it's because anything and everything that doesn't have its own place eventually ends up being carelessly thrown in there -- parts of one's life that defy categorization or stuff that we can afford to forget about.The picture is unremarkable. It is a photo of me from 6 years ago standing on a dock, the river over my shoulder. I'm wearing a Chicago White Sox hat pulled low over my eyes, protecting them from the bright sun. It is a picture taken by my friend Patty before a few of us went out for a late afternoon river ride.The date time stamped on the back was September 9, 2001.Interesting how photographs pull memories out of your head as a magician pulls...(Read Full Article)
