Osler's Razor

I was sorting through and scanning in some old family photos last night. It's quite a trip back in time to do so-- every picture was a link to something far away but really familiar.

But some, of course, are from a time before our own. The picture above is of my Great-Grandfather (recognize that hair?) holding my Dad. I suspect my Grandfather took the picture, as it is his style. I never met my Great-Grandfather, but he was a remarkable man, an engineer for Westinghouse who electrified entire provinces and played a role in the creation of radio. I love the mood of this one.

So, let's haiku about our ancestors today, near or far. Here is mine:

He walks on a dune
Carrying that small boy, John,
Summer's too soon done.

Now it is your turn...