This is the little lady that reminded me of my grandmother. She brought us her wedding album, covered in mold, the images literally washed away. It appears obvious that there is nothing we can do to restore those images for her, yet she holds onto a tiny thread of hope that perhaps a miracle would happen and we could help her. Unfortunately, we could not. It was heartbreaking to look into her wet eyes and tell her I was so sorry but there was not anything we could do.
This image was of a WWI Marine. Roger Foret brought in this photo of his uncle, whom he was named after. He described it as a jigsaw puzzle and did not think we could fix it. He was thrilled when I placed in on the copy stand and started piecing it back together. I ended up taking it out of the frame, putting all the pieces together and putting a piece of glass over it to hold it down and in place. I was missing one small chunk that can be filled in. Other than that it's pretty easy. Roger will get a 16x20 replacement portrait. He was thrilled and so was I.
This is Frankie and her mom. They drove from Baton Rouge to have us restore some images of her boyfriend. His home was lost to Rita in southwest Louisiana. She wants to surprise him with renewed photos. He had lost all hope and threw most of them out but she grabbed a few and hoped that something could be done. She was so sweet and appreciative. Tears flowed when I told her we could help. What was so striking was how this young lady who hurt so much for the man that she loved, could go home and send me a Hallmark greeting card online to say thank you.
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