My dad's dad was Ralph Clayton Loyd.
People called him "Doc".
He used to drive me nuts taking pictures of everything. Birthday cakes. Groups of people gathered around a table for a meal. Engine parts. Everything. He took pictures of everything.
I think he operated out of a desire to capture and remember. You know, I was there. I did that. I saw that. I was with those people.
I find I often have the same impulse.
When I shot 8 rolls of film on my 8th grade trip to DC, my grandpa taught me how to read the DX codes so I could keep my photos organized and easy to find. You know, in case I wanted to print an 8 x 10 of the cute boys we met at the Smithsonian and hang it on my bedroom wall.
Last week I found myself snapping photos of the buildings and the trees on the Auburn University campus and chuckling the whole time about the inevitability of becoming my elders. They're not incredible shots, but I was there. I think my Grandpa Doc would be pleased.