Pulled out a couple of plastic tubs to search for something misplaced
Tons of dust; oops, guess I forgot to do that chore in that particular closet
Removed many stored objects that I must have needed to keep for some future reason
Found the misplaced something but also re-discovered a treasure in a plastic sandwich bag
Twenty old slide photos, beat up, stained, spotted with ground-in dust, and sporting aged-colors
Hard to tell what was on them, felt compelled to bring out my digital slide converter
And transfer the fifty-some-odd-year-old slides to my computer
Opened them up and there I was
A new born lying face down in bed
A one-year-old getting my first official photo portrait
Me and my handsome Dad
Me and my beloved grandmother
Me in my coveted cowboy boots and holding my Roy Rogers pistol
Me and my little sisters
Twenty slides that tell a bit of my history
For some stubborn reason, several someones had hung onto them all these years and there they were
In a plastic tub in my particular dusty closet
In a plastic sandwich bag
Tam Raynor
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