Way back in the day before all this technology was even a gleam in an entrepreneur's eye, people still had "friends". They could connect "in the flesh", or by taking photos and keeping albums of snaps and studio portraits. I'm still going through boxes and boxes of old photos (about one third still to go), and I've found an album called "My Friends". We assume it belonged to Henry's grandmother Frances - who was a prolific album and scrapbook keeper. She seems to have periodically moved photos from one album to another, gluing them firmly in place. Some we can identify, some may have notes on the inaccessible backs.
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