Family

Like much of my family's archives, I lost access to most photos and videos on the day of my father's funeral. My sister and her husband pulled a horse trailer up to my father's home and emptied it. Since I owned the home then, this included a number of things that were mine, but more importantly, most of the "things" that I've missed stored irreplaceable memories. I suppose this says something about my family today, but I choose to remember my family then.

My parents loved me unconditionally, and I loved them. They weren't perfect, of course, and my mother's imperfections grew stronger when she got older. The pain of losing them will never pass.

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My Only Video with My Parents

My father had an 8mm camera that he seldom used. My sister had the few home movies converted to video files that she was kind enough to share with me, so I compiled them (above). A movie from the only family vacation that I remember is missing. The three of us went to Gettysburg, and the trip left a lasting impression on me. I wish that were included, but somewhere it was lost. This video starts with my greatest sled riding adventure, which took place in Morgantown, WV where I spent first grade. Also included is a movie of what was my best Christmas. Though I admit that my parents always spoiled me, my mother was pregnant with my sister that year, so I was given EVERYTHING I requested. The cat in that part of the video was named Sputnik by me, but we ended up calling him Tom. He owned the block (and probably beyond) and woe to any other cat that ventured into his territory.

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My Only Video with My Parents

The History of the VanDervoort Family