Precious memories

I have albums from long ago holding precious photos of a time gone by. Now that most of the people in these photo’s are gone and I am here today only with the albums as proof of bygone memories, I treasure these old albums. But I find myself wondering will these memories live on in my children and in their children’s memories. Will they look at these photos some day and wonder who these people are. Facts and stories that have been lost in time. Teach your children folks about the past, lock in the stories that passed us by. Record the special moments and days in detail for if we fail to do this, all will be lost. In Dad’s house I found an old box with dozens of photos. Photos of people I’d never met.  Photos of places I know no stories about. They meant something to the two people who brought me into this world but the love they had for their memories got lost along the way. To me it was just a box with photos of people I knew nothing about.