I love krissy so much. I remember all the times as a kid and all the great memories. Blood doesn't make you family. Krissy was there for me. She loved me and cared about me. I will always miss her and still to this day I will cry about her death. I wish she was here to see how big Trey got. He has the feel voice, big feet, and he is getting tall. Although he had a hard time, he became such a good boy. I'm so proud of him.
Portrait photographs and paintings of our loved ones and ancestors.
Before photos we had paintings of family members - most usually these were reserved for the well off. The era of modern photography began with the daguerreotype, in 1839. Since the advent of photogr...