Memories..

This record player belongs to my Grandparents, It has been in there house for as long as I can remember, This week, they are emptying the house. It's been sold. So weird, and this beautiful piece has along with a big wood bureau now moved in to my parents house.
My dad also told me that they found a lot of pictures that they haven't seen before, pictures of the farm where my grandma grew up, a beautiful old house named "Solliden" with a stable and a barn and fields surrounding it, and Pictures of where my Dad grew up, a place called "Backa", That's where my grandma moved after she had married my grandpa.. I can't wait to see these pictures. A couple of years ago, a local newspaper did an interview with my then 90 year old grandpa, and he brought out a box of pictures dating all the way back to the 40's and it was so amazing to see them, I sat on the couch for hours looking through them, and now there is more..
It such a piece of history! And now, that is all that is left. The Pictures and the memories.

Yogi word of the day:

For every loss there's an equal gain, for every gain there's an equal loss.