Gaddo Reflections

Light at the end of the tunnel. And it isn't a train. It can be worse. I'm not sure where mom was when she took this photo but it reminds me of a picture I took at a slave castle in Ghana. The captured souls would be kept in darkness for weeks and months on end until it was time to board the ship. They would emerge from the darkness to the light only to be loaded onto a ship in chains and enter the darkness again in the hold of a ship for a trip through the middle passage to