My boyhood home in winter

This is a picture of my boyhood home in East Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania. I'm posting it for sentimental reasons as much as anything else. This picture was taken in 1987, during my sophomore year in high school, on what was undoubtedly a snow day if it was a weekday.

Whenever we had a snow day off from school, my dad would give me a call (my parents are divorced) and he'd come pick me up and we'd go shoot for hours and hours, while the snow was still on the trees and before the brown slush ruined what would otherwise be pretty good photo-ops. I dug up an old album of these yesterday and I'm scanning some of the better ones in, so I'll share 'em as I scan 'em.

I lived in this house from about six months old until I was 20. Lots of memories from that house, and lots of memories flood through my head as I look at this. To me, that's one of the beautiful things about photography; how a picture can take you back 20, 30 years or longer. This picture does that.

Canon EOS 650, Kodak Tri-X 400 film, lens unknown, exposure unrecorded