Love this, Walter -

My wife is a photographer and we always look amazing in the photos she takes. Even selfies make us look fun and in love - the kind of relationship everyone wishes they had. (fun fact: we are fun and in love, and people are correct in their envy :)

Even more fun are the times she picks up her phone and realizes that a 4-year girl at church has run off with it and takes a hundred photos of things that 4-year old girls find meaningful.

Thinking back to your "one photo relationships" made me realize that I have zero photos of myself with any other woman/girl. (That seems like a topic worth exploring sometime...)

Can't tell you how important labeling those photos is - I've got a photo album that my grandma started putting together in the 1920's. Every single photo looks like something Ken Burns would use to weave one of his amazing documentaries. Black and white (of course), many with those stiff poses of people who know exactly how much it cost to record that moment and they'd better not screw up. Unfortunately, my grandma's labeling system was the kind that only made sense in the moment. "Me and Katy at camp" (Which one is you? which one is Katy? Which camp?) A bunch of fit, healthy, happy people at a beach making one of those human pyramids 6 high(!) with a beautiful girl standing at the very top. ("All of us at the beach" - equally helpful)

She passed away in 2000 and the memories of all those lives and faces are long gone with no way to retrieve them. Real life though - can't imagine what I would "know" about her if Instagram existed...