The courting days

Found a photo of Grandpa “in his courting days,” as it says on the back. He looks about 25 years old, he’s wearing only a dark colored bathing suit, a little longer than a speedo, and he’s sprawled out on a big flat rock with his hands tucked behind his neck. He’s smiling at the camera as if saying, ‘hey!’ – a candid and spontaneous snapshot of an unsuspecting subject. I imagine the next moment he's jumping up to grab the camera out of the photographer’s hands and kissing her square on the lips; the action perpetually in motion -- on repeat for eternity, but lost to the rest of us who have moved on.