Description: Tommy was my best friend. We were closer than brothers. We could spend an entire day together without speech. He died in a fire when we were 17. Years later, while living in (a haunted) house, I was taking photographs of my daughter. When developed, Tommy's face was in the glass of the balcony door. I have included one of those booth photos [click photo for detail] that one may compare. I should add that ever since I was able to pick up a camera, I have captured more than the subject.