A love story told in a black and white photo

Abram and Rafaela Villarreal, 1946

There is something that attracts us to our connections to the past. Black and white pictures of grandparents, or funky old items that are mirrors to the lives of previous generations. We come across them during visits to family and sometimes in sad moments as we commemorate a loved one’s passing.

It was only a few days ago that I found a negative photo of my grandparents. I held it up…

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Abraham Villarreal

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