Is That Not Mine?

When i was a sophomore in high school about four or five years ago, we were forced to sit through a three hour long assembly at a ripe eight a m. Our principal walked on stage and announced the next presentor who just happened to work in the same department of the same hospital as my mom. The man's name was garry, and he was fiddling with the projector in front of the stage. He plugged in the flash drive to the computer, and all of a sudden, photos folder popped up on screenoh, that's right, the normal middle aged guy's tures his wife the beach, his wife at the beach. But then it started getting weird, showing pictures