Time never changes the memories,
the faces of loved ones
who bring to me all that I come from
and all that I live for and
all that I’m going to be
my precious family is
more than an heirloom to me

A mini book on the theme of family using vintage photos. The photos are from 1940-42 of a family in Manitoba, their album ended up at a market stall. How sad is that? Somewhere out there is a family with missing pieces of their heritage