While I was cleaning out my mother's home and readying it for sale, I discovered a shoebox filled with photos, many of which I had never seen before. I came across this photo which I believe was taken in 1945. It shows my mother, father, and his sister. They were all so young! Now only my mother remains and will be eighty-seven on her next birthday. I thought it fitting that this memory from happier times, when their futures and the whole wide world lay before them, should be preserved. I placed it under a layer of mica and sandwiched it between two thin sheets of fine silver which I then cold connected with brass rivets. The pendant is suspended by a fine linked sterling chain. The memory lives on and is now held close to my heart.
Feb 23, 20101 min read
Memories
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