A couple months ago my friend Carrlyn gave me some old film and a disposable camera. Her mom found them in her home in Maine. More than half of the disposable camera roll was used, leaving a handful of potential photos left. In a hurry to see what was on the camera, I ended up taking as many photos as I could to finish the roll. When I got it developed I was saddened to find out that only the ones I took recently developed. Somewhere out there lives the memories of photos that once existed. Instead, here is what came back… which is not nearly as good as what could have been.
