His photocopied photo is overlooking me as I sit on the couch, reading. He has been gone nearly 69 years, but I feel his eyes on me.
“You never got old,” I whisper at the photo. “You never had a chance.”
I wonder what he would have been like older. Would he have been like his older brother, my grandfather?
And while I look at him, young, healthy, strong, I wonder, what will we be like when we are old? What will I be like?
Will I be?
those are pretty deep intense thoughts for the first day of the year
Mind örökké élünk!
Ő is, egy fényképen, és a fejekben, emlékekben, elbeszélésekben, írásokban, gondolatokban.
Te is, mert túl nagy súllyal vagy része a világnak.
Élsz majd tovább, a gyerekeidben.
Jó lenne végre tényleg elkezdened/befejezned azt a könyvet.
És akkor abban is!
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Your thoughts touch my heart.
Deep wonderings.
You will make an amazing, wise, funny, witty, Skaat-Man-listening (Etc) old-dude!!!
HUGS!!!
LOL. I wonder now what Mr. Skaat will be like as an old man.
Ha! Mr. Skaat will still be hot, and singing beautifully when he’s an old-dude!!!
I hope your week is going well…for you and those you love!!!
HUGS!!!
Ever since you wrote about him the first time, I’m intrigued, but I can’t remember seeing a picture of him. Would you consider posting it online or is that too private?
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Remind me in the next few days!
I’ll try, but it’s crazy busy right now.
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