I met Ginger when a friend and I took a trip to Idaho to visit a long time friend in the Hell's Canyon area. My traveling companion liked to visit local shops and urged me to stop at a Rock and Fossil shop on Highway 95, about 120 miles from our final destination. That was when I met Ginger short for Virginia. At that time Ginger was 78 years old and living with her husband behind their rock shop that was located in the front of their country home. I visited her at least once a year for the next decade and one half. After a few years, Ginger invited me into her home that was through a door in the back of her shop. I made this photo of Ginger's cat in the summer of 2008, during a planned stop on my way to Riggins, Idaho. Ginger was a lovely woman, very short, and a great letter writer. Both Melody and I exchanged letters with her often. The last few months before she died, she would write to us a couple times a week.I captured this image using a Canon Powershot A650, one of the cameras I used in those days. Rest in Peace, Ginger.