It is one of the nicest photos of the two of them. I kept it on a table in the kitchen for many years.
When Mom had to stay with us for a few weeks during the pandemic, we would walk out of the kitchen and past the photo at bedtime. She would pull over, and pause to turn it face down.
Every
Single
Day.
And that's what I see when I look at this photo.
I also see heads. My parents had heads.
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