tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7428587441890663773.post4998384368883484823..comments2024-01-20T03:52:49.172-08:00Comments on Anfinsen Arts Alive: Old Photographs – Instant ReplayAnfinsenArts Alivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07361234735661011962noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7428587441890663773.post-48055887125245354742013-01-05T17:10:45.419-08:002013-01-05T17:10:45.419-08:00Families stayed together in those days, come hell ...Families stayed together in those days, come hell or high water. Were they happier? We'll never know. It is still sad to see the old wedding photos of a dissolved marriage. The cousins of a family now separated. Photographs record history, I guess; nothing more. They bring us joy -- they bring us regrets and sadness.AnfinsenArts Alivehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07361234735661011962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7428587441890663773.post-20767240770998515082013-01-05T08:53:21.114-08:002013-01-05T08:53:21.114-08:00Looking at old photographs always brings a happy b...Looking at old photographs always brings a happy but sad feeling all at the same time. Happy to see that I was having a wonderful time, dressed nicely and looking healthy next to people I cared about, whilst at the same moment thinking, What went wrong? Where are they now? Some of them have passed on. Why did I not make another decision? and the queries are endless. But that's life I suppose. <br /><br />I love the old black/white pictures you showed. They had a real style of dress in those days. Everyone made an effort when it came to taking pictures. Rum-Punch Drunkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13531893705181077869noreply@blogger.com