Photographs and memories…

You know it occurs to me that there are huge gaps in my life during which I have no photographs. I’ve always said that I didn’t need photos because I had a memory… but is that memory accurate and what about after the memory goes? There are things I wish I could see again just to grasp some point of reality and not just a blurred image of people, places and events but again, what when the memory goes? Would having a picture in front of me even mean anything? Would I know who or what it’s a photo of? Will a person even know a photo is a photo? Then again, I like my memories and have probably tailored them to be just so but still, I wish...