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- Dear Photograph, 10 years and 10 minutes later… Chris
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- Dear Photograph, The year was 1943 and Mom was just 17. She and her friends visited the Crossroads of the World when the world was being torn apart by a World War. Mom and her friends are all gone now, but this photo of them lives on as does the Father Duffy Statue in Times Square. Love you Mom! Neil
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- Dear Photograph, Over 25 years later, the yellow bathroom tiles and all the fun my sisters and I had still lives on! Ben
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- Dear Photograph, I was almost one year old and my mommy was the most wonderful person I knew. Sixteen years later, and she’s still the most wonderful person I know. Here’s to sharing all the years to come with wonderful you! Bonne Fete ma Maman cherie! Alix
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- Dear Photograph, Never let me forget how much I appreciate being so close to her, even after I move far away… Sage
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- Dear Photograph, She loved to sit outside her flat, where she lived in Thornton Heath for fifty years, cradling my eldest brother. I still miss my Nan and always will. Stephen
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- Dear Photograph, Sometimes the only way to bring your mom along when you leave home to study abroad is to put her photo, from 26 years ago, in your back pocket and take it along to that same place. I hope this put a smile on her face knowing we were in some way together even though we were miles apart. Sofia
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- Dear Photograph, It takes a great architect to create something strong and everlasting, and when I look back at our first family road trip travelling to see the Golden Gate Bridge, I realize now that our mom is the greatest architect ever. She has always taught us the importance of family and sticking together no matter what. We built many memories that summer in the 70’s and all without iPods or cellphones, just us. That is golden and so is Mom… she is 75 now. Love, Colleen
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- Dear Photograph, It was 70 years ago when my mother dipped her toes in Lake Cavloc, Switzerland along side her father and sister. Beauty was all around them and so were the echoes of youth. My mother’s view has changed now that she lives in a nursing home. Wouldn’t it have been something if the waters they had danced in had washed the fountain of youth over them… Peter
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- Dear Photograph, This is how my Grandad used to hold me… now I am holding him. Love, Emma
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- Dear Photograph, This Christmas was my first without you. You gave me the best 14 years a dog could ever give, and that special gift of love…your puppies. I miss them, and I will always miss your sweet face. Love, Chantal
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- Dear Photograph, This little girl is all grown up, and grandma is gone, but her garden still grows… Patricia
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- Dear Photograph, Eight years ago our world rejoiced when we said “I do”. This year, my first without you here, I know the heavens rejoiced too. I’m so glad I had those seven years with you because those seven years will define who I am for the rest of my life. Miss and Love You Always, Brandi
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- Dear Photograph, It was so much more than just a chair when he sat on it. We miss him. Christiane
