Most times it is the whirling thoughts in my head that inspire me to sit down and tap the keys... but on other occasions, as it should of course be, my myriad of interests inspire words in and of themselves.

This is a poignant look into many levels and layers of my family. So much can be gleaned from this one photograph. It shows sadness, separation, bonds of a grandmother and grandson, resentment, pride in where we came from, indepences, facades, loss, moving toward the light, and the irrepressable optimism of the very young...