The other day as I was in my basement organizing some things I noticed this album covered in old flowers. I supposed I’d seen it down there before but I hadn’t thought much of it, so I decided to take it upstairs for the evening and flip through the pages. As I did I saw my father, Donald Evans Davidson III. This was an album my grandma Linda had given to me that we’d never had a chance to look through. What an amazing surprise.
It will take me a bit to add titles and descriptions to these photos.