Being fifty-something, I seem to be attending funerals with unsettling frequency. The generation that went before is moving on, one by one. So I’m feeling qualified to make this personal observation. Those slideshows of photographs they show at funerals are growing on me. More and more, I look forward to the moment when everyone in… Continue reading On funeral slideshows
Being fifty-something, I’ve got half a lifetime’s worth of memories to manage. Photographs, mementos, cards, keepsakes, touchstones … however you categorise them, I possess as many of them as the next fifty-something. When I wrote about the memories sparked by this photo a couple of weeks back, I was amazed at the number of family… Continue reading Ambushed by memories … and loving it.