Wednesday, May 20, 2009


Memories, like the corners of my mind. 
Misty water-colored memories of the way we were.

There is nothing like adding to your posterity for the nostalgia of the past to creep up in subtle ways. Twenty-eight years of marriage drift by on the breeze, children are born, now all raised and things change with time and experiences.

This is the old me (not all that much like the current me) trying to teach my then-girlfriend and future wife to snorkel in the ocean. She didn't take to the water, unfortunately, but she was game enough to try it. Yes, my hair was dark back then.


The Fien Family said...

Two gorgeous people...who happened to make 4 gorgeous girls!

WoFat said...

What happened to your hair? You used to be a fair lad, before you got all old.

LL said...

The ravages of age, my friend, the ravages of age.

darlin said...

Congrats on the 28 years! A rarity these days. This shows true love, commitment, and passion... all the makings of a wonderful realtionship and so rare to find these days!

Julia@SometimesLucid said...

You were so handsome (and still are). So MANY occasions in such a short period of time - you are truly blessed.

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