Sunday, May 10, 2015
Among my father's various eccentric sayings was the assertion that there's nothing worse in life than being a "Motherless Biccus". I can't remember what a Biccus is, unless it might refer to my sister Vicki. In any case, being Motherless is a dire fate since there's no one in the world that loves you in the way that your mother does. My dad was also good at compiling a photographic record of our early family life. I don't know if my childhood was as idyllic as it appears in these photos, but they do tap into a warm spot in my heart.