I was born late in my fathers life. He was 51 when I was born and would have been 91 this year. My father grew up on a farm and was very old fashioned. He even used a shaving cup and a razor like dovo straight razor. Because I was born so late in my fathers life I never saw him with dark hair. I always remember him with gray hair. Since my father was born in 1921 there wasn't many pictures of him growing up. I actually never saw a picture of him younger than in his 40's. Recently a cousin of mine found an old picture of my father and gave me a copy of it. It's amazing to think that this little boy holding flowers is my father.
Family heritage is important and because of this picture I will always remember just how my father grew up.
Saturday, October 6, 2012
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