Backbone and Foundation

Over the past weekend I went to my hometown of St. Louis,  MO, something I do very often But,This visit felt different.
While there I got to really have a conversation with my aunt about my great grandmother, and about some other things like family, love and the memories we have.

Now,  I can say when it comes to conversation with my family,  they can be EPIC! We've talked about it all, no topic has been taboo yet death, love, laws, homes, children and memories. 
Things we probably should have gotten in trouble for, but hey the crime is to old now...
I told my aunt how I have more then just 2 siblings I have 5 extra ones that have played a role in making me the person I am today. I don't know if they feel the same way or not but, I know I include them in all of my thoughts. They are have permanent memories that are constantly going.

Yesterday, it was 4 generations in one car, and 4 generations coming together in one home. It blows my mind to think we are the same kids that made fake cigarettes out of line paper and baby powder, guns made of paper, with briefcases of homemade money. Now off doing other things, looking to buy homes, and move to different careers, I get the pleasure of being the youngest of all of these people I speak of so I can sit back and realize how far we all have really come, and how far we are all really going to go.

My foundation is the 2 generations ahead of me. My backbone is the generation with me.n