Once Upon a Time (what Happened?)
20/11/2017.

One afternoon on a week-long trip to visit my grandparent at their home on Long Island.

I was upstairs with my mum, she was making the bed and I was looking at framed photography on dresser and pictures tacked to a cork board on wall, I was probably about five 5 (five) years old. As I looked at each picture I would turn to my mom and asked who each person was. She rattled off the names of my great-grandmother, great-great grandmother. I looked on in interest at each face and studied each one for similarities in my own.

Finally, I came to a photo of a dashing, robust man with a charming smile tacked to the cork board. I started at it for a moment wondering, which great-grandfather of mine this was, pointed to it and again asked my mom, and who was this guy? She glanced at my grandpa’s handsome picture quickly and replied oh, that is a picture of your grandfather, my father when he was in his early twenties.

Now, my five year old brain simply could not wrap itself around the idea that this dashing young man with a muscular physique in the picture could possibly be the same man that I knew as my own gentle, white haired and somewhat more age grandpa. I looked at my mom with worried eyes and the candid innocence of a five-year old, exclaimed what happened?

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