My father is decidedly suspicious of the digital age, and a believer in print publications (archiving his favorites and still cursing the day some went digital), physical copies of the music to which he listens, and he would absolutely hate this photo being on a computer or smart phone, much less the internet. He'll receive text messages and emails, but he won't reply to them. He prefers 'real' things, and he doesn't care what anyone thinks. This image was made the day after Christmas, while he was listening to Doris Day's 'Sentimental Journey' on the record player he's had since childhood.