Evan

I was in the basement workshop the other night re-organizing; it was during a snowfall that garnered a Winter Storm Warning. I found this Polaroid attached to a work lamp and thought it was worthy to post. This is Evan on a day that he spent with his grandmother Yia-Yia. She slicked his hair and posed him in a rocking chair that belonged to Paul, Yia-Yia's oldest son and Ev's dad. (Notice the bruises on his shin. He was a busy guy.)