51/365 Objects: Photos

I was called upstairs to peruse the jewelry and wanted nothing. My aunt said, "Bridgett, that box is yours. You've earned it as family historian."

All the photos from her dad's side.

All. 33

First communion photos. Snapshots. People I could piece out. A tintype of my accidental namesake. I was, am, overwhelmed by the trust and responsibility.

I will do right.