Some of us have grandparents and maybe even great grandparents. Some of us are clueless about our elders and their history. Never knowing my grandparents or my elders, casts a shadow of made up memories and dreams.

I do have a box full of family photos, so I  know what my grandparents looked like, but I never knew them. Not their laugh, smell or what they loved, just emptiness. The images are of people I do not know, or how they connect to my elders… I added a few images of places or things, trying to connect the dots somehow.