When my Father died I took over some his personal memorabilia collection. He kept his Military photos in Khaki cloth covered notebook sealed with a brass buckle-the notebook appears to be US Army issued.
He never shared them with me while alive but in his death they became a part of my memory of him.
The poses show soldiers relaxing listening to a phonograph played on a victrola and enjoying the bonds that brought them close. A brotherhood that no doubt motivated slaughter to defend each other.
I keep those yellowing pieces of paper in a safe place and scanned to the hard drive.
They inspire perspectives in both general and personal history