These are my parents. This photo was taken on April 20th, 1974, at the wedding of my dear friends, J and B.
My father's detached look was, well, because he was pretty much detached in those days. He got better with age. My mother's smile was genuine. She loved people, and social occasions made her smile. Plus she loved my high school friends.
Most of my life I have been told I look like my father. Now I know it's wrong. I see myself in Mom.
I miss them both. A lot.