Subject and Photographer

Me, 1949.  My father is reflected in the mirror.

This shot was taken in our living room in the parsonage of St. John's Congregational Church in Springfield, Mass.  I just noticed the reflection of my father taking the picture last night. I looked everywhere for that teapot in later years but it was lost in one of the various moves. It was blue with a gold design over it.  The couch was with us for many years.  Eventually the cushions were covered in reddish leather, or something like it. I remember that table, which was also around for a long time. And those little plastic records my sister and I used to play on our little phonograph.

This photo has nothing to do with this weeks theme at Sepia Saturday but to see some that do and more that don't, click here.