What a Pair

I remember when my grandmother would meet someone, and sooner or later the purse would open and out would come the plastic fanfold with all of her wallet photos. It would unfold into a long series of panels. That was how people shared their photo albums.

A week ago my wife and I attended the wedding of one of my wife's friends, a former co-worker. The wedding was held at a golf course in Petaluma. I called it "the marriage trap at the 19th hole". All joking aside, it was a nice wedding, with great food, and entertaining dancing.

At the reception we sat next to another of my wife's friends, also a co-worker. Laureen is an optician, like my wife, and fun to be with. When it came time to share photos, did she produce a fanfold of family photos? No. She simply took her digital camera from her purse and stepped through the images, showing us the ones she liked in the camera's display. This is the modern world.

One of Laureen's photos was of her niece's dog, a creature that appeared to be the product of a chihuahua and a donkey. Don't laugh until you see the photo. The dog's name was Bambi. My cat is probably twice Bambi's weight.

Aside from displaying shots immediately, there's anoother benefit to using digital cameras. I popped the SD memory card from Laureen's camera, slid it into my phone and copied Bambi to the phone. Instant photo copies. Days like this, I thank the fates I was born in an age of gadgets.

"I could so take that cat!"

"He he he he he! Stop! You're killin' me!"

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