How is my little girl? Do you miss me? I sure miss you and Mommy.
Now I am in Peru and I have a few more places to go. Have fun in Ohio.
Love, Daddy
I remember Dad traveling through South America for a few weeks when I was very little, But until I saw his run of postcards from there, I always thought I was younger--maybe around three years old? I have a flash of memory where my father is saying goodbye to my mother and me at an airport, and I knew he was leaving for three weeks, which, in my young perception, was equivalent to a year, and I was crying and sobbing and felt so distraught. But had this really happened when I was three, childhood amnesia (how's that for a reference?) dictates that I more than likely do not actually recall this, but have either fabricated the memory, or was told by someone that this is how things went, and I have converted that information in my brain into a memory. But if I was five, then perhaps I could be remembering this with a bit of accuracy. But would my mother have been carrying me in her arms at that age? Am I making all of this up? What the hell.
Anyway, I have postcards from Peru, Colombia, Bolivia, Ecuador...Dad was probably doing some sort of drug or criminal justice research. I remember he came back with a lot of slides, and we watched this slideshow multiple times. I think my mother still has those slides in her basement. Should she also have a slide projector, I think next time I visit, I'll take a look at them. I don't think they've been accessed in over twenty years.
And, why does she still have these? When my parents split up, my dad took hardly anything with him. When she moved two years later, she got rid of tons of things that had been piling up in the basement--including my father's old drum set, (we were astonished that he didn't want take this), and a box of tax returns from his first marriage in the early 70s. It's funny that those things were discarded, but these slides remain.
Now I am in Peru and I have a few more places to go. Have fun in Ohio.
Love, Daddy
I remember Dad traveling through South America for a few weeks when I was very little, But until I saw his run of postcards from there, I always thought I was younger--maybe around three years old? I have a flash of memory where my father is saying goodbye to my mother and me at an airport, and I knew he was leaving for three weeks, which, in my young perception, was equivalent to a year, and I was crying and sobbing and felt so distraught. But had this really happened when I was three, childhood amnesia (how's that for a reference?) dictates that I more than likely do not actually recall this, but have either fabricated the memory, or was told by someone that this is how things went, and I have converted that information in my brain into a memory. But if I was five, then perhaps I could be remembering this with a bit of accuracy. But would my mother have been carrying me in her arms at that age? Am I making all of this up? What the hell.
Anyway, I have postcards from Peru, Colombia, Bolivia, Ecuador...Dad was probably doing some sort of drug or criminal justice research. I remember he came back with a lot of slides, and we watched this slideshow multiple times. I think my mother still has those slides in her basement. Should she also have a slide projector, I think next time I visit, I'll take a look at them. I don't think they've been accessed in over twenty years.
And, why does she still have these? When my parents split up, my dad took hardly anything with him. When she moved two years later, she got rid of tons of things that had been piling up in the basement--including my father's old drum set, (we were astonished that he didn't want take this), and a box of tax returns from his first marriage in the early 70s. It's funny that those things were discarded, but these slides remain.



I just wanted to check in and let you know that I am enjoying this blog. I know you are just developing it and thought it might be interesting, if you find some slides, to maybe share some of those pictures as well.
ReplyDeleteAlthough, that may go against your main goal in this blog. Just an idea though.