From the Fortress of Solitude
This is the time of year when I become a bit of a drug addict. And no, a family intervention isn't required. My current drugs of choice are allergy medicines procured through my shady suppliers at the local WalMart and Walgreens. I know the curse of allergies runs in the family so several of you are finding it hard to muster any sympathy for my plight. You're popping those daily antihistamines just like me. How lucky are those not born with a body that is allergic to Spring and Fall.
Tonight post is simple and to the point because I'm feeling drowsy and the pull of my maroon leather sofa is calling with in Siren song.
A week ago the Dowager Empress Luella gave me a clipped fading photograph.
"This is one of my favorite pictures in the whole world!" she exclaimed as she handed it to me. It was in bad shape. It was a photo of my mother and my sister Lisa taken in the mid 70's trimmed from a larger photograph. I was busy and tossed it into the bin with all the other photos that will eventually find their way into this history.
I saw the picture floating on the surface of a sea of black and white photographs every day when I'd sit down to write. Today I decided to post it. It captures a happy moment between a mother and her daughter. So tonight, I give you one of Luella's favorite pictures taken around 1975. Below it you'll see the same mother and daughter taken at the family Christmas party 34 years later in 2009.