This is something that we seldom see in 2020. Almost never, in fact. Gwen had just received a letter from a friend; she tore open the envelope and read parts of it to me aloud. A letter used to be an actual thing, exciting to receive, especially from a loved one or someone who wrote well. Now we have email, and what we gain in immediacy is balanced by the loss of character, individuality. Efficient, yes. Meaningful? I'm not so sure.
Her bell bottoms and beads - and the letter - place this image firmly in the hippie era. The negative, never printed, lay forgotten in my back files for almost 50 years.
Photographed in Waterloo, Ontario (Canada); scanned from the original Kodak Tri-X negative (ISO 400). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©1971 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
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