"I live in that solitude which is painful in youth, but delicious in the years of maturity." (Albert Einstein)

A hundred years ago, when I met my husband, he was this handsome man in a uniform. He's still handsome though, just a little older. When his mother died, one of his sibling dug up this old photo of him. I just had to record this to history, the fact that he was this young once. Sorry baby :-) Because our kids think we were never young and that if we were, it was so long ago that not even an elephant would remember. There, this is the evidence. He was 20 in this picture.