When we had friends come up from San Francisco for a recent visit, one of them brought with her a couple of pages out of an old photo album.
Sharing the harvest of those memories today, I’m struck by the timeless beauty of my wife, Lori, and the utter contentment of our first-born son, Nathan.
We were both 27 then and living in Salem. Parenthood was both a challenge and a source of pride.
Simone would come along 3 years later and Jordan 4 more years after that.
In these pictures, I see a mother’s boundless love for her child and a baby boy’s charming innocence.
Seeing them again after three decades takes me back to a time when life was simpler, when we were becoming a young family. And it makes me realize yet again that I am a lucky, lucky man.
Photographs: Linda Dillon