
Her reaction was a little nervous, I think she laughed, so truthfully I thought she didn't like the photograph. That was no surprise. People often don't like the photographs I take of them even when I feel that that are quite good. Hey, I don't like the photographs that I take of me so how can I complain.
However, when Janet was in the hospital last month I stopped at a Denny's near the hospital on 1960 for breakfast. I was greeted by a young lady grinning from ear to ear with, "You are the fellow who took my photograph." It was Carissia. But the surprising part was that she was carrying in her wallet the 4x6 photograph which she immediately whipped out to share with everyone. At the time I didn't think much about it but in looking back it appears that the photograph really meant something to her. I am absolutely positive that she was not carrying it the last six months on the chance that she would run into me again. That made me feel good.
It also makes me question whether or not there are other people that don't normally get their photograph made that would like to have a photograph of themselves, even one of mine. Carissia has given me considerable encouragement for my new projects.
Sometimes you just never know.
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