I have a photo album in my closet of old family photos that I put together when my grammy died. It’s hard to look through the albums but I hate to have them not looked at. My dad asked me to save some photos for him but he has a difficult time with them, so I made up these for him. I haven’t given them to him yet but I think he will like them.
Alcohol is highlighted in this one too. My dad is the boy going down the slide in the photo.
This one is about death.
This one contains my favorite photo of my poppop. He is a sour man but hilarious.