Paternal Memories

The only good thing about funerals is the chance to catch up with relatives you don't often see.

My husband, Jack's sister gave him some old photos today including these two. The one on the left is Jack's father, Frank in his WW2 uniform and on the right is his grandfather, John who fought in WW1. John died of pneumonia when Frank was 12 years old so grandson Jack never met him.

Lovely reminders of two good men as we said goodbye to another.