One of my brother's recently turned 60 years old. As we reminisced about the good old days we also came to the harsh realization that we are getting old! How this happened we could not determine, but sure enough, when you look at the calendar and figure up the years, we are indeed old.
During our conversation my brother requested some of the old photos I had stored away. He wanted to get some copies so he could quiz my Uncle about some of the relatives in the really ancient pictures.
Year after year, the relatives start to slip away.....the ones who still remember all the names in the old photos. My gift to my brother was a promise that by next summer I would have all the pictures copied on a disk for him. As I started paging through my Mom's old photo albums, I noticed a theme with my pictures, I seemed to always have a cat as a prop! Or maybe, I just always had a cat in my arms. I know they were my constant companions, so it is no surprise to see my image grasping a cat.
My brothers were several years older and I was almost like an only child at times. There were no kids that lived close by, so many days I would play alone. My bond with felines was obviously established at a young age and will continue all my life. My introverted nature helped me cope with being alone so much. I actually preferred spending time with adults or much older children than myself. That is probably where I honed my listening and observational skills!
Some day I will get all of these photos copied and I hope to share more of them with you. I have sworn to my brothers to never put pictures of them beyond age ten anywhere on the internet, but they never read this, so I might sneak one in sometime down the road.
What kind of things start you down the path of memory lane!