A few days ago I received an email from my uncle.
He told me that after a long while he checked in on facebook where he read my post Brotchen and Beer.
It gave him joy that somebody still thought about his dad (my Opa) every now and then.
My uncle said even when Opa was 60, he would still put a little money in my uncle’s pocket.
That reminds me of my dad who always, to this day, puts a little money in my pocket every time I see him.
He gets that from his dad, I guess.
When I wrote Brotchen and Beer I was looking around for a CD my uncle sent me a few years ago that has old family pictures.
My search proved unsuccessful amid hundreds of unlabeled CDs in my desk – a project for a future day!
As luck would have it my uncle included this picture of Opa in his younger years with his Brother-in-law, Waldemar in his email.
The email went on to say that Waldemar, my Oma’s brother, was shot in Russia many years ago, most likely by the SS but that that was a whole other story – one that I hope to hear one day.
After replying to my uncle’s email, he sent me another picture of me and him. I’m 17 years old in this picture and my uncle would be in his early 30’s.
The year is 1980 and my parents gifted me a trip to Germany as a graduation present.
In this picture my uncle and I are sitting in my paternal grandparents’ backyard.
I love my hair in this photo – NOT – but one of my maternal uncles, a stylist, would give me the most god-awful perm in the next few days!
I have to admit that my uncle’s shirt brings a smile to my face!
Ahh-h the late 70s and early 80s brought a whole new meaning to fashion!
Sometimes I wish I had a scanner because I do have so many pictures I’d love to share with you of my childhood and my daughter’s childhood – maybe one day. 🙂
On another note…
I haven’t had much success in receiving responses to this post. My heart-felt thanks to those who did respond – it’s much appreciated!
I am listing the questions one more time just in case it might generate more responses. If not, I’ll let it go – I promise!
Who knows, it could just be that I am more anxious to know than others (who are 25 and younger) are eager to tell.
Or maybe, just maybe, it is not my story to tell.
If this is the case, perhaps these questions can act as a prompt for you to write your thoughts, in your own words, in your own post.
~ QUESTIONS ~
What do you think is the world’s biggest issue or problem? (describe it)
What do you think needs to be done to solve this issue or problem?/What are you willing to do?
Do you think it will be solved in your lifetime? Why or why not?
~ HUMP DAY CHRONICLES ~
It’s interesting how some traits like my Opa giving my uncle pocket-money translate to the next generation…
like my dad still giving me pocket-money…
Are there generational practices or habits in your family?
What are they?