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He writes "For the next seven days, we'll be looking at things that are broken, run down, worn out or in otherwise sad condition. Obsolescence has so many stories".
Headstone of my maternal great grandfather....

I've posted a picture I took while visiting my maternal great-grandfather's gravestone while on one of my visits back East to Delaware. Although old and weather worn...fortunately it is not busted or broken. I never met my g-grandfather...he died the year I was born...1943. Since I was the first grandchild in the family...I do have vague memories of my g-grandmother in her last days. She wore black, her hair pulled back in a bun.. and I remember her sitting in her rocking chair...near a window in the kitchen of my grandmother...her daughter. Which I had a picture of that! That was the first time I remember a certain smell...it can only be described as "the scent of the very elderly..the aging". I have experienced it since with other elderly folks and my daughter who is a nurse says she knows exactly what I mean...she has worked quite a bit with the elderly.
Photograph by Tricia Whitney-Jones
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Ferndale, Washington
