This old photograph was taken in a local park that resides below the church that my wife and I got married in. On the back of the photograph is a rather sad inscription:
‘Dorothy in coloured dress because she was not allowed a white dress as her mother not married’
The sense of sadness deepens when you study the expression on the poor girl’s face, made to feel separate from the other children present.
Made an example of through no fault of her own.
They are all grouped together for a staged photograph, but she is distinct from the others.
Would I have noticed this without the written inscription? Probably not. But now-she is the focus of everything.
I wonder if her mother was present, and how she felt seeing her daughter treated so, no doubt ostracised herself?
If that photograph was taken today, the girl would have fit right in with everybody else.
Whoever Dorothy was, I hope she went on to have a happy and fulfilled life, this day becoming long forgotten.