America

Many years ago – just more than 13 as you can see in the photo – I had a lovely relationship with one of my cousins. Unfortunately life has taken us in two different directions, but back then she was someone whom I confided in. And she confided in me. One of the things I told her was how much I liked to have nude photos taken of me. She suggested that we do it together. I packed my camera, some sexy clothes and set off to visit her for a day. The fun part of that day was making photos of each other, dressing up and then snapping away. This photo was one of those, but I have  stack of these, showing me thinner than I am now, but also showing me as the exhibitionist I tend to be in front of the camera. I have no photos of her, as I have sent her all her photos and seem to have delete them after that.

The jersey I am wearing in this photo had been bought in America, when I was visiting there in September 2001, just a week after the attacks. I followed the September 11 attacks on the foot because I found it one of the most horrific things that happened in my lifetime, and which I followed live as we were due to fly out on September 12, but could only leave on September 17. I have not only bought a couple of T-shirts and jerseys with the American flag on them, but also have saved every photo I could find of the disaster. In a crooked way this was my way of paying tribute to those that have lost their lives because of what happened in the USA.

Looking at these photos brought back sweet memories of my times with my cousin, and the realization that it will never be the same again, just like the world never was the same again after the 9/11 attacks.

Polaroid of October 2001

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2 thoughts on “America

  1. Great personal share. I had cousins like that too, they were so close and puff. Each gone in a different direction than my own or lost contact.
    That’s one hell of a memory to have, the 9/11 attacks. It’s what we will tell our younger generations. “I remember exactly where I was when I first heard the news of 9/11.”
    Adorable photo of you. Has an innocent feel to it. Thanks for sharing.

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