trubador
07-16-2004, 09:35 PM
Sometimes siblings will do the pleasantly unexpected. I came home from work to a mailbox jammed with a package from my brother, Ray. At first I thought it was a gag gift, since my birthday is still a couple months away. But, I opened the package in anticipation.
Well, he must've read my new blog's (http://arbiterofcommonsense.blogspot.com/) July 11th entry entitled "Fragrances & Memories"... because I'm staring, teary-eyed :eek3: at an old 8x10 framed photograph of us five siblings... at the beach... Atlantic City... 1965. I'm not quite 2-years-old in the pic (with proof, I tell yah, proof that I once had blonde hair). I'm surrounded by my four brothers & sisters; all of us in bathing suits, dripping wet, tanned & smiling.
It's a pleasant memory... a joyous memory... of family... and love... and laughter... and smiles... and innocence... and Mom.
Frell... I'm tearin' up again. :cry2: Thanx, Ray.
Well, he must've read my new blog's (http://arbiterofcommonsense.blogspot.com/) July 11th entry entitled "Fragrances & Memories"... because I'm staring, teary-eyed :eek3: at an old 8x10 framed photograph of us five siblings... at the beach... Atlantic City... 1965. I'm not quite 2-years-old in the pic (with proof, I tell yah, proof that I once had blonde hair). I'm surrounded by my four brothers & sisters; all of us in bathing suits, dripping wet, tanned & smiling.
It's a pleasant memory... a joyous memory... of family... and love... and laughter... and smiles... and innocence... and Mom.
Frell... I'm tearin' up again. :cry2: Thanx, Ray.