10.25.2010

The Last Photo

I went to a funeral last Friday: my cousin, 46 years old. Sad, very sad. In the viewing room the family set up a collage of photos throughout his life. In the bottom right hand corner was a photo of my Great Grandmother. I have never before seen a photo of her and I had also never heard her name spoken out loud. There it was, the photo of the person who gave birth to my Grandfather. If not for her in this world I would not be standing in this funeral home.

This photo got me thinking about the last time a photo will be shown of you. Is this your last death? When will the memory of you fade away to the point that nobody puts out a photo of you anymore?