A Picture's Worth 1000 Words.

A Picture's Worth 1000 Words.
Everyone knows the old saying that picture's worth 1000 words so I grabbed up a photo album see if I could get some inspiration after all I would need 500 words. So I guess my workload is cut in half. I looked a couple photo albums and many pictures. Some I have not seen in at least a decade. I started to laugh as I asked myself that I really look like that. Some brought back some fantastic memories and others, there were others from the time of my mother and grandmother's funeral. I saw the pictures of me with long hair the day before he joined the Air Force and went away to leave it all behind. I saw pictures of my brothers and sisters when they were much younger than the students in school. They too had long hair and very different dress. The pictures remind me of the crazy things I used to do and made me wonder how I got away with some of it. There were early pictures of me and my wife before she was my wife. It was easy to see why I fell in love. Because I don't want to get into personal stories I am definitely going to change the subject. Where do I go from here I guess. I saw pictures of friends I haven't seen in decades. I've seen the pictures of my father before he had his stroke and my brother on his wedding night. I saw my niece the maid of honor and dancing at his wedding reception. That was many years ago she was young and now she is grown, but she hasn't changed a thing.
I seen pictures of moose and deer and dogs, some are pets and some are not, but my wife would like to make them pets. She has been known in more than one occasion to following the tracks of moose to get its picture. It's when she follows after the Bears that I get concerned, if you're reading this you may be laughing but it's true, or family has a house in northern Maine and on more than one occasion had black bears across the field and the budding photographer was chasing her and after them with the camera.
I saw old cars that made my hands dirty and scarred. All cars are like old friends you can't wait to see them again. It seems they always came to me when they have problems. They never break down on a warm sunny day. But if it's a cold dark night be prepared that's when they need your attention the most. It reminds me of the time Pauline's voltage regulator went out and of course it was in the middle of the night when I got the call. I assess the situation a new I had to do something to get the car home. I did what's called a full field test and bypass the voltage regulator a crank out full voltage I had her turn everything on that use electrical power to try to drain away some of the surplus. She said the lights were just searing bright as she pulled in the driveway.
That was my trip down memory lane.