As many of you know, my mom is from Australia. When she went to visit my grandma this past summer, she brought back a box of old slides (our kids would say, "What the heck are slides? Those things at the park?" Guess I'm getting old.) She has been slowly going through them and putting them on her computer, and she forwarded a few on to me today.
This May it will be twenty years since my dad passed away. I was only 11 at the time, and although you never forget, time does move on and so do we. That's why I was surprised that I got so teary-eyed when I saw this picture of my dad (he would have been in his late twenties here).
See Mom, here's proof that Miriam and I didn't always fight!
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Hey, look! Once upon a time you really did like me!
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