- November 08, 2011 - 17:32
I have memories of my parents from when I was not even around. I have many pictures and remember most vividly certain ones of them. For my dad in particular were the ones where he was receiving the purple heart and the bronze star for stuff that happened in Germany. The look of the young face full of energy and accomplishment that did not strike me so much when he was still around. Now I see him more as an associate and fellow traveler through youth and experience. For my mother it was the picture of her and some of her girlfriends on a trip to a resort. Again, so full of energy and excitement. I remember similar times of my own, though not the same, all rights of passage. I never really saw either of them in that light until they passed and I was looking through the same old stuff.