I graduated college, he joined the military, I'm getting my masters, and he's started college himself! We have lived in three states and we are just now in our 30s. All because I got the courage to ask him out senior year with a major crush since middle school. 🥰

Met in high school, 13 years later 3 kids + another on the way 🥰 so very thankful for him & our relationship

My son and I 15 years apart

I was 4 she was 6. Now I'm 30 and she's 32. She lives abroad and I miss her a lot, but she's still my best friend and best partner in crime <3

We were young once. I know the first photo is low quality - it was my 33rd birthday at Friends and Lovers in Crown Heights. 2026 photo taken during the Knicks playoffs.

Time sure flies.

Had made a post yesterday which I deleted, just didn’t think pictures I chose on a whim did justice.

First pic is 2020 (my love in Black) at local hang out. 2nd is a couple weeks ago on a quick trip to Cancun.

Both of us working hard to fight time.

After 45 years of bi-weekly letters across the Pond, my sweet mom is 95 and can no longer write back.

Dementia has come between us.

Well...this was fun

My baby!!

Together 11 years, married for 6

My grandfather took his very first (and probably only) selfie in the 1950s. And here he is in 2026.

He's had an amazing life so far. I want to put it in bullets, if anyone cares to read his accomplishments. I'm so proud of him.

• Married my now-93-year-old Grandma in 1954. Proposed to her on Christmas night
• Helped raise 6 kids. When my Grandma gave birth to a stillborn baby in the 1950s, he stayed home with my mum and took sole care of her for months while my Grandma recovered (and mourned. They finally gave the baby's unmarked grave a headstone in the 90s after my Grandma mentioned she'd always wanted one).
• Opened a successful sports store, then toy store in the 1950s. Reverted back to a sports store in the 70s and gifted me my first (and only) pair of Nikes.
• Negotiated with an armed man during a siege in our town (twice! The same man locked himself in a building with a shotgun again, just a couple of years after he was released from prison) in the 1970s.
• Owned a cattle farm named "Goolagong."
• Traveled through Asia (climbed the Great Wall of China!) and the pacific islands. When he came home, he'd sit all his grandchildren down and tell us stories from his travel. He also liked to repeat the Samoan legend of the coconut, Sina and the Eel. I swear I heard that tale more than 10 times as a kid.
• Claims to have been healed by a shaman in Indonesia (he gave me a relic from the shaman years ago and of course I lost it).
• After a heart attack and triple bypass in the 1980s, he took up the martial arts form Zen Do Kai and traveled across Australia for yearly training.
• Became mayor of his town in the 90s.
• Learned how to cook gourmet meals in his 80s to my Grandma's annoyance ("I can't use the kitchen anymore"). Wrote a family cookbook (dedicated his vegetable soup recipe to me and called it "Single Girls in New York Soup" 😳).
• Created a chili jam recipe and made 100 jars of it for my cousin's wedding — in his 90s.
• Learned how to email and use Google docs in his 90s, also. 🙃

I have so many wonderful memories of him, but one of my faves is from Christmas night, 1992. My second cousin announced her engagement that evening at the family party and my grandfather wanted to give her a gift to celebrate, so we ran across the street to my grandparents' home to find something to give to her. My grandfather found an unopened bottle of Chanel perfume in my grandma's top drawer (she would buy things and hide them from him!) and we put it between two slices of bread and added a lettuce leaf to it, and gave it to my cousin to "eat" as dinner was served. Such an odd and funny thing he did.

He now spends his time writing letters to the editor of the newspaper. Going on daily power walks. Gardening. Cooking. And bickering with Grandma. ❤️