Gingersnaps, Cemeteries and Mosquitoes.....


I was thinking about Dad today. I didn't really get sad...it wasn't a missing him thing, it was more of a "look at his life" thing. I was thinking about all the people he met in his 80 years, the things he saw, the way technology changed, the places he got to see, the choices that he made that made his life what it was. He got to do so much in the years he lived.

I like this picture and always wondered where it was taken. Alaska? Colorado? Somewhere on the road between Anchorage and Los Angeles? For vacations every summer, (we would spend three weeks on the road, one week to get to L.A., a week visiting, and a week to get back to Anchorage). Mom and Dad loaded Chris, me and Coco, up in the car for the long trip down the Alcan Highway. Maybe the picture was taken in Canada somewhere. I will always remember those trips, (which took place between 1973 and 1976), and the things we did. We would always stop at Safeway Super Market to buy a bag of gingersnap cookies, Dad loved gingersnaps. Most lunches were eaten in the car, but now and then we would stop and eat at the local cemetery of the small town we were traveling through. There were times on the trips that the mosquitoes were so big that Chris and I were not allowed to get out of the car. Sitting there looking at them on the outside of the windows, it seemed that they seemed so huge and that Mom & Dad were keeping us safe inside that well traveled car.

Those were some great memories and I really treasure them.