printed memories

..i sit across a table with my mum's sisters as they rummage thru their past recollecting for me all thay can remember about my dad...and my mum. they pull out lil brown paper packets of lil b/w photographs of a time i never knew but cherish so much. we hold them in our hands...look at them...closely...sending them deep into a spiral of memories...they give them to me those b/w photographs...i am overwhelmed... but can't help thinking of the future...what will they the gen next hold when we sit down together so many years later?...