In the last 100 or more years since photography was invented we have documented the lives of our families in photo albums. These photographs raise more questions than they answer. What were these people really like and how did they navigate through the difficult times in which they lived? These poems and portraits are a time capsule to be opened by some future child who wants to learn how I viewed my own life and times.I know little or nothing about my own grandparents who I met briefly before leaving England for the Bahamas in 1947.My early life was determined by, my fathers assignments as a lieutenant in the Royal Navy Volunteer Reserve.But the story really begins in the Jewish community of Vitebsk, Russia where my mother was born, and the Russian Revolution that brought her and her family to London. Both my parents were in their own way renegades. My Mother from the Jewish community in which she grew up and my father from the upper middle classarchitects family that sent him to Westminster School in London.How or why they formed the relationship in which I was raised remains a mystery to me. The poems and portraits cover a period from about 1952 to 2011. Once I had collected the early poems I was inspired to write more and managed to fill in some of the gaps in this autobiography to create a poetic journal. This book is a time capsule but it is also a message in a bottle drifting in some future sea, waiting to be found by a curious great grandchild.
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