“Who knows where the time goes?”

I kept, and still do keep, special days that I want to remember in my office appointment book. August 16th  2002, I took the kids to Pier 39 and Fisherman’s Wharf on the F Line. Yesterday, I went to Pier 39 to find some of the spots where I took pictures of them that day. The three kids have grown up and moved away now. I felt lonely, and wished that I could make spaghetti for them, like I’m sure that I did when we got home in 2002. They all FaceTimed me yesterday and said they wished I could make them spaghetti for dinner too, and I didn’t feel lonely anymore. (Thumbnail images)

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