My grandniece Cheyenne lost her father at a very young age in a tragic job site accident.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Sammy Caldwell
Friday, October 22, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Mary K Hart
My husband and I and our dog Blazie walk on the beach every morning during 'dog walking hours' and that is how we met Mary K (I assume it is spelled Mary Kay but I'm not sure so i just stop at the K) and her dog Bailey. Mary K is one of the most cabable and caring individuals that I have ever met as her regret begins to illustrate. My dog loves her more than my husband and myself but we try not to hold that against her.
Gary Phipps
Our house is right down the road from York High School where Gary has been teaching art since forever. I always see him out walking walking walking, so I assume he's going to live to a ripe old age. I have to say Phippsie's regret may be my favorite of the project. First of all he looks so great, kind of Ernest Hemingway on a rare well balanced day, sporting an Elizabeth Taylor tracheostomy scar.
But really, 'I regret always wanting.' Wish I had thought of it first.
But really, 'I regret always wanting.' Wish I had thought of it first.
See, there I go wanting again....................
Tracy Halchovich
Monday, December 21, 2009
Elinore Pinto
Elinore Pinto, my grandmother and one of the great loves of my life.
We took these photos in her room at the nursing home. My mom was kind enough to be my lovely assistant that day, you can see her hands holding up the height chart.
When I was in the darkroom printing Nana's contribution to the cause I was thinking that I should go back and ask her neighbors for their wishes and regrets. What the difference would be between what we think now if now is 49 versus now is 99.
Food for thought.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Annie Bryer
Kevin Brown
Of all the wishes and regrets Kevin's is my favorite/least favorite. Favorite because it is the most honest/perceptive and least favorite because it is the most honest/perceptive. I don't know why but Kevin's is even harder to take than the people who wished they were better parents. I know I bitched and moaned at the beginning of the project about the vanilla wishes but I am stunned and really humbled by the level of generosity that many of the wishers and regretees brought to the project.
P.S. Kevin looks appropriately bereft in this photo but I'm guessing that I was probably yelling at him that he better not smile while I was clicking away.
R.I.P. Kevin Brown
Wanda Quinn
Wanda's mom was my next door neighbor for a million years and I just adored her. She was a widow who's police officer husband had lost his life in the line of duty as had his brother in well known Massachusetts police tragedies. If you were not familiar with the family history you would never guess that tragedy had touched their lives in such a profound manner, they were that strong as a family unit. Wanda's mother is gone now and so is Wanda. Although she did not live to see her grandchildren, no one could of fought the dragon harder or with more grace than Wandy. For three and a half years, in between rounds of Chemo, she lived life to the fullest and made a profound impact on every life she touched. Karma really got this one wrong.
R.I.P.
Wanda Quinn
Thursday, December 10, 2009
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