Tuesday, April 17, 2012

The photographer


Here is my brother, Jeffrey Alan Meyer. The sweet innocence of a first born. Look how cute my mom had him dressed. I can almost see the man taking the picture and mom and dad standing by - getting him to smile, to sit still for the moment. And life has a way of doing that...
you smile,
flash,
and a life time of memories is before you in one single picture.
I wonder if the man who took this picture understands the quality of the person he captured here on film? I wonder if his life was filled with joy and happiness, mixed in with some trials and pain like ours. If I could find him...
I would hug him
and tell him thank you for loving this little boy at this very moment.
You might wonder how I know the photographer loved this boy.
I can tell by his smile... and I know the people who stood by as he clicked the camera.

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