Strange how incidents cause your mind to wander. Changing computers a couple days ago I was in the tight spot under the table where the mass or wires are run. YOU KNOW the place (if you are still wired). I found a small plastic photo case. I knew it right away. It had fallen out of one of the drawers.
After mom passed away Shirl gave me a little plastic folder from mama’s purse. There was a picture of me, taken on a Greek island, Corfu, in the 1950’s. I had traded hats with a Greek soldier.
On the back I had written:
I remember crying when Shirl gave it to me, that picture had been in mama’s purse 24 years.
There was also a picture of son Mark with a calendar from 1964
Mark was born in 1961, the picture and calendar pretty much coincide.
When I found the little folder, I sat there on the floor, again tears came. I was remembering that cruise in 1957. It was lonely for me (a young Marine) because I had spent our first wedding anniversary in a joint NATO exercise on a beachhead in Saros Bay Turkey just a few weeks before this picture was taken. The anniversary had been spent on a remote hill, at my radio relay site, over looking the Mediterranean. I remembered crying that night and thinking of Sherry who was also spending her first anniversary without ME!
Funny the memories conjured up by a lost treasure that is found.
Things change. When we pass most of our pictures will be digital, no one with access to them will know half the subjects.. One day I plan to try to separated pictures for the boys, some they might want. WE wanted ALL of mama’s pictures, but altogether over her 76+ years there was less than a couple hundred.
Yes things change. We have not been separated again at anniversary time and we have celebrated 57 more. (I did forget one, but that is another story)
PS: Sadly, I have forgotten one birthday and one anniversary, both because I was seemingly, more interested in work.
Military am-track. I am not sure if it is Allied or German.