
While I make a practice of not posting photos of people in my life, or of me, this one is old enough I think to not count. This is my favorite photo of my parents, taken before I was born and, I believe, a year or so before they got married in 1950, so it's probably from 1948 or '49. It was taken one summer. I believe they were on a mini-vacation.
My mother died in 1982. She never got to meet my fiance, now hubby. I didn't even meet him til 1983. I think she would've liked him. I know he would've liked her, but as with my father who is nothing like his father, my mother was nothing like his mother. There would have been some culture shock, I think. We were and remain a fairly informal family.
My father, now 79, is still going strong, though he is no longer the (to me) tall, cute man with the wavy dark brown hair and a cowlick I inherited. In fact, he doesn't really have any hair left to speak of. He remarried in 1986, the year after hubby and I got hitched. My stepmother died last year. My father is good at living his life, keeping active, enjoying friends and family and his hobbies. He's been a good role model, as was my mother. I couldn't have asked for better.
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