The Bolt

This first picture is the class photo from Grade 7, which is the time that my previous story on Rae starts. Rae is in the bright orange shirt in the middle row. I am also in that picture, but seeing how much different I look now compared to back then, it's no surprise that my own children can't pick me out. I tried to recall the names of everyone, but only managed about half of them.

Click the picture for a larger view

The second picture I found was from a photography class that Rae and I were in during Grade 8 at P.A.C.I. He and I were partners, and I remember wandering around the school yard with him, snapping pictures of the school, passing cars, and fellow classmates. One of our assignments for this class was a "studio style" portrait, so he was my subject and I was his subject. We sat on a stool in front of a large white canvas, and then grinned for the camera.

It isn't the best quality because this isn't a scan of the actual print we made, this is a scan of the contact sheet. But even from this grainy photo you can see Rae's genuine smile, and unlike my portrait that day, he really looks like he's enjoying himself. I still miss the Rae that I knew back then.

And boy, did he love that shirt.