John and I are now the oldest members (rememberers?) of our immediate family. We each have one aunt left of our parents' generation. This means that we are the keepers of whatever family history there is. We both realise that we never asked our parents enough questions about the past. Those bundles of old photos are mysterious and dumb and we can't translate the meaning of some of them.
We visited John's aunt and she gave John a photo of John's parents and of his grandfather. I have been entrusted with some old family photos but putting these fading fragile objects into a place where family members can access them and know what they are about isn't easy.
The top photo is of John's grandfather. The second is his aunt's weddding and includes his parents. The third is of my grandmother, great-grand-mother and great-great grandmother all of whom lived in King Williams Town in South Africa. The fourth is of John and his Aunt Gwen. All these have been uncovered because we are moving and things are changing and before one packs up - one searches and sorts out.
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