img_4279Years from now, I hope that one of my kids will set out to pen a tribute to the other.  And if that happens, one challenge they most certainly will not encounter is finding a photograph capturing one of the thousands of fleeting moments of their childhood.  But we were kids of the 1970’s, when the Instamatic may or may not have had a working flashbulb bar stuck on top of it at the precise moment that you or David or I were hamming it up, or laughing, or sitting on a beach.  Luckily, we have our memories. Continue reading “Christine.”