For her entire life, Amanda Scarpinati kept a small stack of black-and-white photos that moved with her from home to home. One mattered most: a picture of herself as a burned infant in 1977, wrapped in gauze and cradled by a young nurse whose calm, tender expression felt like a silent promise of safety. At…
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