Long Ago Friend


From Dad’s photographic essay on the Arkansas Old Folk Home. I talk to one of the residents. I can’t remember his name, only his face and his kindly manner. I have always been drawn to the elderly. They are the wise and the kind and the prudent of the world. And the day approaches when they shall meet their God. May that day be blessed for them and for us all.


6 thoughts on “Long Ago Friend

  1. What a beautiful image and touching post….i see so many avoid the eyes of the elderly, and I don’t understand. It’s beyond sad. When one interacts, just a tad, the most lovely things happen.

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