I'm flattered that they asked me to take pictures for them - their official pictures! When I was in high school, we paid 15 to 20 smackeroos (a lot of my spare change back then!) for a single pose, all packaged up in a fancy black folder. We waited in a ridiculously long line for half the dance, tried to come up with a decent pose, smiled our best, and hoped it turned out decently.
My corsage here had a gardenia - the most wonderful flower I've ever had. I was so happy that my friend lent me that pretty dress to wear. I never owned a formal until - oh about two years ago. Too bad I haven't worn it yet! Must find adult fancy dance to go to.
We waited a few weeks, and then lined up to pick our pictures off the long cafeteria tables where all the portraits were laid out.
Fast forward twenty-five years... the kids pulled into our driveway and the picture-taking is not so simple. We got pictures of each couple, of the group, of the girls, of the boys, of the missionaries who wandered by, and pictures of their shoes. I really enjoyed myself, and it looked like the kids did, too.
I'm no photographer, but these shots turned out at least as good as the professional ones from way back then. Thanks, new camera.
And you're welcome, kids. I guess they didn't mind the non-professional tradeoff for the free price. Thanks for inviting me to be part of your special evening. I loved watching these awesome teens. I think cameras aren't the only thing that is better this generation than last.