He's transferred thousands of pictures to the computer that his dad took from 1949 till the late 60s, and his own slides of Europe during college and the military. And we haven't even touched the many boxes of photos from our 22 years together, or the notebooks of negatives I put together of my pictures before we met!
Here's the tail end of the last box of old slides, film canisters and camera filters, and the trash basket after one particularly busy evening.
As I look at the scanned slides on the screen, I am impressed with the record these pictures provide. Tom's family life unfolds before me, from the early days till the grandchildren came along. I see family trips, houses where they lived, their children and their cousins growing up -- these are sweet memories for Tom and his siblings. His dad had a wonderful sense of art and snapped some exquisite nature shots. Friends from church and the community come to life on the computer screen. Over the years changes in clothing, hairstyles and technology are documented. What history!
Here are just a few of the results of Tom's unflagging dedication to a task that has brought him great joy and has introduced me more fully to the family I married into.