Brad grew up listening to his grandpa tell fishing stories of catching "The Big One". The lore had the substance of magic. He remembers wanting to believe that the story was true but there was also a growing sliver of skepticism each time the story was told over the years. His grandpa was passing with grace when a photo appeared almost as magical as the stories of the fish. The photo had captured that moment of magic in his grandpa's life but also became the water in cultivating more magic in his grandson's life.
Brad still holds onto that photo not as proof that "The Big One" exists but as a reminder that there is real magic in our stories. The photos that capture these moments are little portals of time for us to dive into these stories. To feel something or imagine something.
Every photo has a story. The beautiful thing is that the truth lies somewhere between us and the photo.