We spent the evening looking at old photos. Some from before I was born. We have designated our Grandson as the family historian and he brought them with him this trip. I saw pictures of my Grandparents. I forgot how slavic they looked.I saw my
Mother in a fur coat . I never knew she had one. So many of the people are gone. Some I couldn't identify. I had some with names on the back of the pictures. That didn't help. I still didn't know them. Some brought back such happy memories. We had a
good time and a good life. The kids look happy, we look so young. We even found some pictures of our dogs,the late great Wally and Charlie the First. And our VW bus where Wally slept for 8 weeks while we lived in a tent and watched our cottage being
built. Wally was not a camper. He loved the woods, but he wanted to sleep indoors. After our tent leaked, so did I.