Thank you. While it is bitter to face that reality, that response tells me that you had a generally good and loving relationship with your family and your past. I am unironically glad to hear it. Merry Christmas.
A few years ago, my Mother found some old family video recordings that were on a VCR tape. The gap was about 30 years, which meant that I was about 10 years old at the time. I arranged to visit her one day, and, unbeknownst to me, she set it up to have it running as I walked in the door. I immediately rushed over and stopped the tape with the urgency one has to snuff a kitchen fire.
Some people want the past to stay in the past. But that’s just me.
Am I the first to ask why it is that Ed even has this tape to begin with?
Do you have any family home videos from your friends? Do your friends have any family home videos of your family? No and no, for my part. Why would I want that? Why would I have that?
“Yes I was.”
OK. Just so you know, your original comment made it look like you were addressing the entirety of the public rather than specifically me.
“That just seemed really strange to me that you wouldn’t enjoy seeing some old family history, unless it brought up some bad and sad times.”
ding ding ding we have a winner