January 6, 2023

When I was a child, I used to spend rainy days sitting on the floor in front of a pine bachelor chest of drawers full of old photos. My father supervised me with these precious mementos, and he also loved looking at the photos and sharing stories about his youth and extended family. He laughed with tears in his eyes reminiscing about meeting my mother in the Army and his boxing days, as we viewed the photo of him with his dukes up, fists in gloves, shirtless in boxing shorts, his fly unzipped!