I’ve always been the guy taking the pictures, recording the video, trying to capture the moment.  I found some I hadn’t cataloged recently;  it shows some very fond memories of time with my nephew and nieces.

My friends allow me to steward these digital memories because I’ve shown over time that I’m unwilling to betray the sanctity of any moment we’ve shared for any type of salacious expose.

I keep all of this data very secure once catalogued, but as happened with the footage above and as happened this weekend, I occasionally find artifacts I didn’t remember existed.  Thankfully, I still remember my passwords from back then.

I found this drive while cleaning my coat closet this weekend.


Of course I  had to dig in to its content, meta-tag it, place it in the Amazon Glacier, and also thoughtfully reflect on the moments contained on its  500GB of  storage…

I uncovered some original files I had long since thought lost (“How much wood would a wood chuck chuck…?“) but on top of that, some very rare footage of my grandmother (Nan) as well as my father on his last birthday before his stroke.  I was 29.

Kathy was still alive and hopeful about the future.

I made this video.  It made me want to wrap my mother with all types of love by the end.



Posted by Jason Krech

Faith, accountability, and dismissing any notion of being flawless are benchmarks of cool people. (Opinions are my own and represent no organization, corporation, or other entity I may be affiliated with.)

One Comment

  1. made me cry….I had forgotten what dad sounded like, and Kathy too, before all the shit hit the fan. Thank you, Jason, for doing this. I’m still crying.

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