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American Embassy, Cairo, childhood, family, home, past, pictures, railroad, siblings, travel, writing
This is what my life looked like in 1966. Here I am with my three biological brothers, laughing. I had a big laugh, deep, and from the belly.
During this time, my dad worked on the railroad. In fact, he worked on the railroad from the time he was seventeen or eighteen until he retired some time in his sixties. When this picture was taken my mom didn’t work outside of the home, but in a few short years, she would work as a waitress, as a dispatcher at a police station, at a radio station, much later (when I was in high school) she worked at the American Embassy in Cairo. My mom had many jobs, and lived in many cities across the world, but my dad stayed with one job and still lives in the town I grew up in.
There is something comforting about visiting my dad’s house because time is so slow there, and there have been no big changes over the past fifty years. I can walk by our old houses. I can walk by my old schools. My best friend from grade school still lives there, and we get together every time I go “home.”
Awww you’re such a cutie
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I love this picture!!! 🙂
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This photograph speaks volumes…so much joy! I bet it is great to be able to go “home”. Loved this!
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I love this picture so much! 🙂
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You’re s lucky that there’s a niche in time preserved for you to go home to. Love the picture. That’s your spirit right there.
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Yes, I am lucky to visit a place that still looks much like it did during my childhood. Thank you, I love this picture. 🙂
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That is an adorable photo!
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HA HA! It is one of my favorites! 🙂
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