Have you ever wondered at an old photograph and felt that there was something that the person in the frame was hiding? In my book, Bromley Payne, a photographer, does not just use the camera to take pictures, but he uses the camera to record the unheard silences in the Kentucky mountains. A single picture can say a lot of things that words can sometimes conceal in a world where people do not actually converse. A camera in the 1930s was a strange and enigmatic device, and some even thought that it could somehow pull off part of the soul. We are front-row observers of the insubordination and hardness of the Crisp family, framing their golden secrets through the prism of Bromley. It is also a reminder that people can die, but the pictures that they leave behind them ensure that people remember their past.