After we got off of the phone, my mom spent several hours looking through old photos, and she found the photo she said I reminded her of. She also found a photo of herself as a young girl. When I was younger, a lot of people said I looked like my mom, but as I got older, people started saying I favored my dad's side of the family. But looking at these photos, I think it is clear that I also favor my mom's side. My grandma is on the left, mom in the middle, and I am on the right. I personally think I am the perfect blend of both parents.
Along mom's trip down memory lane, she found a love letter that my grandfather had written to my grandmother while he was stationed in Belgium in 1945. He calls her Sweetheart, and writes of how sad he is that he cannot be with her on her birthday. It was kind of a remarkable piece of family nostalgia. In today's fast paced, instant gratification communication, we tend to get a little impersonal. As we are heading into Valentine's Day, I thought that this little romantic letter from a soldier to his girl would be great inspiration for a playlist that recalls the romance of 1945.