What I Have

I have a handful of archival photographs from a digital archive.

I have the memory of picking blueberries and watching the sun disappear and the clouds turning into sentient beings.

I have the memory of peeking in windows.

I have the memory of being toured around inside the buildings.

I have memories six years old, one year old, and they live in me, my husband, my son.

I have the knowledge that some men died in the top floor of the main building. I have this picture of my son in that spot:

Copyright Gary R. Johnson Photography

I have a lot.

I have a little bit.

I have a lot of work to do.

And I like to work, so that’s good. I like these people who have been so brave as to call themselves forward. It’s time to get to work (again).

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