Friday, May 18, 2012

dear photograph

Dear Photograph,

It's been many, many years since I played in my backyard at 1901. My mommy tells me that I learned to walk early and didn't complain much.  I must have been missing my daddy in this photo, as I was wearing my best sailor-dress while he was overseas in Viet Nam.  It's fun to drive through the old 'hood in Minneapolis now, tell some of the childhood memories to whomever is riding along, and reminisce that the beginnings of who I am today... all started here.


1 comment:

  1. Very nice! I also went back and reread the related posts. I need to start writing down my memories before I lose them.