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Remembering When...

Remembering When...

My wife grew up spending time here as a child. At that time it was a beach where she would swim with her mother, whom she lost when she was twelve. When we got here, I could see it in her face, the past hitting her, and so I just hung back and let her walk with her own thoughts. And maybe, knowing all this, this picture speaks deeper to me than it does to anyone else.