I need some time to rest my mind. You see, I've been going through these old family photos, scanning them and preparing to post them to a website in order to be preserved. But it's difficult. I don't mean the task is, but the emotional toll it takes seeing these happier days caught in a moment of time. So fleeting, and then it's behind you like a sign along side a highway as you drive past it.
Here's one I never knew existed. It's of my father and if I had to guess this would be around 1950 when he and my mother were first dating. This is likely Long Beach or there about. This image is a stark contrast from the image I have in my head of the last day I saw my father alive as he lie dying in a hospital bed at the age of 87.
Yes, it's painful to see these moments frozen in time for they'll never be again. Happy times when futures will filled with hope and many years.
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