Using Photoshop has revealed to me that photo files contain much more information than just the picture. The files also contain detail information regarding date taken and a long list of camera information including make and model, speed and aperture settings. I have a phone at work that I have used for over twenty years. When I moved from Bayfront Center to Leisure Services, it moved with me. I often think of that phone as having hidden properties filled with dates and times and people and circumstances. I remember the afternoon I received a call from a long-time friend telling me he had good news and to stop by and see him that afternoon. I was the last person he talked to. After hanging up he committed suicide after having murdered two stepchildren. I have been several times to his grave site in Bushnell, once with his son and brother. I also remember calls from my extended family members—then children, now adults with children of their own. Life has a way of being kind, then not so kind. Buildings are that way too. They have lots of hidden properties. My home was built in 1925 and has had several owners. I like to think that there are people with a special place in their heart for the place where I live—where once they grew up in a dwelling filled with love, incidents, and action. And, of course, people have many hidden properties too carried in heart and mind and soul. Everyone is due a certain reverence in part because of their hidden properties. Fortunately, no program can lay bare a heart, mind, or soul. This is holy ground shared only by God and the invited.
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