Day 81 – Photos, Slides and Negatives (Throw)

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In the box I brought inside the other day from the storage shed, I found some old records and stacks upon stacks of photos.  I actually threw away hundreds of prints, dozens of slides and a multitude of negatives.  I kept only a third or less of the total.  Getting rid of the negatives was no big deal – with all the changes in technology, there’s really no reason to keep a negative strip when you can easily reproduce any picture by scanning it.  Likewise, the slides were nothing special and I have no way to view them anyway.  I did save two slides – they were shots of my father on his fishing boat.  It wasn’t until after Dad died (back in 2002) that I realized how very few pictures I had of him… The pictures I threw away were not hard to part with either.  After years of college, seminary, youth ministry and camp counseling, I have photo after photo of school kids, teenagers, classmates and even coworkers whom I hardly recognize … or don’t recognize at all! These pictures spanned from my time in LeMars, Iowa (right after college), through seminary days and my time as pastor at Marietta (where I was living when I met Melissa).  Looking through all these pics left me with an “It’s a Wonderful Life” sort of feeling… 

My old Kentucky home … where I lived with my good friend Tim while we were students at Asbury Seminary.
Some of the guys on the Smoky Mountains backpacking trip – I think it was Luke (in the middle) who first suggested I could be the youth pastor at Shelbyville First United Methodist. (See Day 72)
Graduation from Asbury Seminary.  One of the few pictures I have of me with Dad.  I know, right?
I seriously don't remember having a goatee so often, but it seems like I have one in about every other picture.  And I'm sure I was unaware of how bad my hair looked most of the time.
While at Asbury, I learned many things… including how lucrative Christian marketing can be.  Too tired to write about it tonight … maybe another time…

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