Before I begin today’s blog, I would like to thank everyone who gave me encouragement about yesterday’s blog, which touched on the angry feelings I had growing up. I understand that these feelings are legitimate, but I did not know if I stepped over the line to disrespect. So, thank you for the feedback to my wife, Joy; my friends at Sibnet, including Anne C, Anne L, Cassie Q, Harleen S, Mary H, and Sheila B; my fellow bloggers, Rose, Ruth, Megan and Tazein; and my good friend Jan H.
I mentioned in a previous post that my father took 8mm home movies of my family, particularly when we went on vacation. I converted them to VHS (anyone remember videotape?) and played through them on TV. I scanned through them looking for something. I wasn’t exactly sure what I was looking for.
Below are some still from those movies.
In the top row of pictures, Mike seems to transform into something strange. In the middle filmstrip, he seems like a regular kid enjoying himself. The first two pictures on the left of the bottom strip are of S___, my friend’s sister and Mike. We all went on vacation once. I was jealous of her. She seemed to have some kind of rapport with Mike. The last frame is of Mom, Mike and me. Dad probably did something to annoy Mom. I don’t know if you can see the expression on her face. Everyone is entitled to anger, especially on vacation with Mike and Dad.