My Stop, the Whitmores

George and Olive whitmore are my paternal grandparents. Some of my father’s ashes are scattered here as well. I sure do miss them. I am the last of this family line, and this is most assuredly the strangest family portrait I’ve ever made.

My Stop, the Whitmores

5 Responses to “My Stop, the Whitmores”


  1. 1 Annie

    I agree, it is a strange family photo, but I love it. I love your toes in it. It is so important to remember our family whether they are here with us or gone ahead.

  2. 2 Robert Croma

    A beautiful, profound and poignant image. The living and the dead. Memory and our lives of strange transience.

    One of my favourite images EVER…

  3. 3 Christopher Robin Baker

    Great image Cheryl. Thoughtful. We visited a family cemetery a couple years ago and it is profound to think of all that came before us that gave us the chance to be where we are today. Beautiful, really Beautiful.

  4. 4 joy

    Nice photo. It’s like a story - where the protagonist reached their destination.

    joy
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  5. 5 travelphilippines

    beautiful pic.

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