This was supposed to be the perfect family shot, with my mom, her mom and her brother and her sister (who all live far away in Wisconsin and we only ever see once a year, if that).
But, in the film roll I had shot BEFORE this one, the sprockets of the film had not taken and so it came back from the lab blank, and I was heartbroken. So during the next roll I took, this one, I kept opening up the back of the camera to make sure the film had taken. Unfortunately, this shot was one of the ones sacrificed to my paranoia. On the bright side, I now can tell when my film is correctly loaded, but, alas, wisdom comes at a steep price.