About PLC
As long as I can remember photos have been important to me. It’s like you are looking through the eyes of someone else, and living in their shoes for one captured moment. It is so amazing how one simple photo can force us to remember everything surrounding that moment; from what happened earlier that day to how our clothes felt on our skin. Photos– just as a smell or a song evoke so many memories.
I believe I got my first camera when I was in second grade. I only know this because I’ve recently found some terrible pictures from my 110 film camera. I scanned them for posterity. It seems to me that I would never remember the people from my past if I didn’t capture them in a photo.
As I grew up in school, I can still remember the feeling of the…very…very…very…loooong…wait…for the YEARBOOK. I don’t think there was anyone MORE excited than I was. I didn’t know why then, but I’m realizing more and more how important photos are to me.
What do we say when we are trying to take a picture? Come on…you know…no matter what is going on, in the middle of a party or event…”HEY- everyone gather for a picture…say cheeeeeese…smile”. ((I know you can hear your Great-Aunt Ethel saying it loud and clear.)) I love that the majority of photos <except from the 1800-1930’s> have smiling faces in them. What a great source of joy, to see a photo of a friend, family member, or even one of those frame place holders, to see people SMILE.
When I entered high school, I was invited to participate in the creation of the yearbook. I was ecstatic to say the least. As a Junior, I took on several projects that put me in charge of sections in the yearbook. As a Senior, I got the BIG TITLE of Editor-In-Chief. Finally– I got to see the yearbook completed before ANYONE ELSE! I did not take the job lightly. I edited copy over and over. I searched for mistakes. I edited photos. It turned out wonderful. In the end, I made some great friends and we had a ton of fun completing the Through Our Eyes Yearbook–DAL Class of 1999. That Spring, I even won an award in Journalism for the role I played in building the book.
After all the accolades in high school what did I pursue in college, you may wonder? Psychology!! It’s so strange to look back on this now. I did not pick up on the fact that I loved photos so much, until the passing of the most wonderful woman, my grandmother Peggie Lee Caswell. PLC for short. When I no longer had her to take pictures of and with my children, all I wanted to do was cling to any and every photo of her EVER taken.
The true heartbreak in this scenario is that photos I desperately wanted to find of her…were also photos I wish I could have been experienced with her. I wish those photos would have been easily accessible, organized and brought into the light, much earlier, instead of after she was gone.
Let me help you keep your memories alive when they can be shared with those who are important to you! It will be a beautiful gift to current and future generations, and to yourself.
My mission is to allow other families to experience the JOY, the stories, and the memories that go along with all those very important photos. Those…that currently… may be stuck in crumbling boxes, at the top of dark closets, and collecting cobwebs!
DO NOT lose out on the special history that only those living today can pass down to you, your children and their grand-children & great-children. We can help preserve your unique stories.