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June 18, 2010



that beauty of photography see the reality that we often can not see when we watch the news of these countries, thanks for sharing!

The Equestrian Vagabond

that's a great thought. I bet you will. : )


I love this ...

I accidentally ended up following in my grandfather's world war one foosteps. From my 2 years living in Istanbul, twice visiting his horrendous battlefield at Gallipoli, to Egypt, where I popped into Cairo, to Belgium and France, with the Somme and the battle of Mesen. It was all accidental but it might be one hell of a conversation one day.


What a beautiful post.

Tara Bradford

I love that your grandfather was a traveler and so are you. That's a wonderful photo! What a treasure.


I LOVE this photo, especially the smiles on your grandpa and that young boy's faces.

But I'm pretty sure it's not Algeria. I'm almost certain it is Pakistan or Afghanistan. What amazes me is that the street scene could be Afghanistan today, their fashions are much less fickle than ours.

I'm also certain he would see himself in you.


That is just awesome. I hope that one day you can indeed swap stories in another place.

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