My mom and dad met during World War II. In fact, the woman in this piece could have been my beautiful, young mom. From all I have heard and ascertained, it was a very different time then. The pictures of the people from that time consistently fascinate me. What I would call a boy of 18, appears to be a man of 35 in his pictures. Apparently, people matured faster in those days. I think it was a very dark time in history yet I believe there were many wonderful aspects surrounding that time. Even though people may have matured faster, they were still very naive and innocent in many ways much more so than their piers of modern times. To the '40's....
Monday, May 10, 2010
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