Tracey Brauchla

The guy that originally posted this with us some years ago (far inferior quality) said that “something happened one day as my mother was taking pictures with her Polaroid of airplanes departing the Dallas airport. As she took pictures of planes disappearing into the clouds her mind drifted to God and how he would appear one glorious day”. The next day she dropped the film off to be developed and soon received a call from the frantic clerk. He said, “Something strange has occurred. All the pictures developed perfect, except for one.” (That is the picture you see here, taken in 1962.)