I was recently going through some old files and I came across this article that appeared in the Los Angeles Times in 2012.
This is an amazing story of the discovery of a photo that was hiding in a polaroid camera-remember those?- purchased at a swap meet.
Here’s the link to the article.
This is the photo of Uncle Scott waiting patiently for over 23 years to be found right on time. Scott Logan died in a car crash shortly after the photo was taken.
This story deeply resonated with me because we experienced something similar in 2010, when we found some photos of our son Jimmy we had never seen before waiting in an old roll of film from a disposable camera buried in one of our kitchen drawers. That story is told in this post we up on Write Me Something Beautiful a few months after we read that L.A. Times article. Here is the link to
There’s some other crazy stuff we share in that story including our reading with Mary the Iranian Coffee Reader–
she reads drippings of Turkish coffee–when she made the off hand observation “There’s a ghost in your house.”
When we told her our son Jimmy was struck and killed by an automobile in August of 2008, she followed up with “Your son is the ghost–but don’t worry, its ok.” And it was ok. We appreciated confirmation of what we’d already sensed for quite some time.
It was a month earlier we had found the photos of Jimmy sitting on our couch, with his cat Princess, holding the Philip Roth book The Ghostwriter.
Moral of the story–don’t throw away old cameras and old rolls of film without checking first!