I have finally joined the 21st century and bought a printer that copies and scans.
A couple of years ago my grandmother gave me a box of old photos, letters, etc. I took the photos to a locally owned photo shop who wanted $1+ per photo to scan, resize, and print. Too rich for my blood!
So the project was put on the back burner.
Fast forward two (or so) years to this morning:
"The Day I Start Scanning Old Photos"
I could not remember where I put the photos. In a tear-filled, dizzy, cold, clammy, 'bout-to-pass-out state, I was searching every nook and crannie for the pictures. The reason for such intense panic was that I had been entrusted with some of the world's Best Ever pictures. And I had lost them. I asked St. Anthony to prayerfully intervene on our behalf. Saintly intervention allowed King and I to think a bit more clearly so that beautiful manila envelope was finally found, safely tucked away. *Whew* I breathe a sigh of relief just typing that sentence.
|The World's Most Incredible Picture Ever!|