My Grandfather
These two photos of my grandfather gain importance with years, because so few items survived immigration and moves, moves, moves. Also, it’s a wartime memory, and our generation once again has added wars to the daily to-deal-with list. Finally, here’s my first time using AI in the attempt to decode what was really happening in the old photo. Photo #1: My grandfather, the imposing captain, stands toasting while his soldiers sit on the ground with the jovial spontaneity of Monet’s models. Where...
