PDF I’m working on a website… The client (who’s also a very good friend) is “famous” for his reunion parties. He goes on 3 or 4 cruises every year with people he’s “collected” over the years, throws parties in NY that include people he grew up with, and Travels all over the country visiting people all year long.His newest project is a reunion for a club of sorts that he was involved in all through High School. People are literally coming out of the wood work to get involved and come to this party. He received an email from someone the other day and attached was a recent picture of four of the members of this “club”.He wanted to put the photo on the website and told the sender that he was forwarding it to his “web-person”. Ok, fine. Nothing unusual there, right? Here’s the thing. I needed to contact the people to get permission to use the photo. The guy who sent it is someone that I was engaged to… Twice. We haven’t had any contact in 15 years and let’s just say our history was tumultuous. I was really nervous about sending the note out. Should I do it anonymously? Well, he’d find out in August when we all showed up for this reunion. So, I sent a little note, asking for permission to use the photo and signed it.”-Christine(Joe’s Web-person)(yeah, that Christine)”He sent back a positive response to the permission question, but that was all the email referred to. A minute later, he sent another note addressing me directly. A little hesitant. For the last two days we’ve been sending notes back and forth with pictures of our families, our lives, even our homes.15 years later… I’ve put things into perspective and I guess he has as well. It ended badly, very badly, but as time passes I guess we’ve all grown up a bit and are able to see things with more clarity. It’s nice to be able to let the person know that you do think of them fondly. And it’s even nicer to know that they return that feeling.It may sound absurd, but there was never any closure. We had gone through so much together, grown up a lot together and to just never speak to the person again was sort of like losing a limb. Though the limb and I didn’t get along very well at all, but still. It’s nice to close that chapter finally.
It is OK to use my photos or content provided a link back and proper crediting is given
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