Pictures of Grandad

I brought my camera with me to visit my grandfather, Charlie Aton, yesterday. I made some worthwhile photos, I think. Halfway through shooting I opened the blinds without adjusting my camera settings, so some (like this one) came out overexposed. Thank Zeus for Photoshop. 

Grandad doesn’t get around like he used to—and that wasn’t too great to begin with, either. He mainly uses his walker to steady himself as someone helps him lower himself into his wheelchair. He has struggled with hip problems since his bomber crash-landed in England after taking damage over Nazi Germany. 

Given his mobility issues, he keeps most of his things within reach of his armchair. He spends most of his day sitting here, watching TV and occasionally nodding off. 

(This picture is maddeningly close to following the golden ratio. Oh well, close enough for a Hail Mary shot.)