I was born in 1973.
My dad was born in 1933.
His dad was born in 1892 - that's right
1892.
We were all born in the magical month of April.
Why is it magical?
Because it is our birth month, of course.
Yesterday was my grandfather's birthday.
If he were still alive today, he would be 121 years old!
That's so old!
I never really knew him; he died when I was three.
While I was gathering pictures for my dad's 80th birthday, I came across this picture.
It is the only picture I think exists with me it with either of my dad's parents.
I'm not sure why I was so surprised by it but I was.
It is like a physical connection with a person that I only know by stories.
Proof that we were both around at the same time.
Also proof that there was a time my dad had dark hair.
By the way, Granddad did not have a goatee, however, my mom did have a beehive.
Way to go, Mom, rock'n the do!