I was taught that history was constantly in the making and that each one of us was part of it. Sometimes I wish one day someone, generations ahead, would remember me. Perhaps having a child is part of this process. Gone are my childhood dreams of being a scientist, anthropologist or historian. I view legacy today in fully different terms.
Before I keep rambling, I just came upon an interesting project that will announce on 07-07-07 what the new seven wonders of the world are. I made my choice. You can make yours.
My brother and his wife dropped by from Holland to visit and meet my son Martin for a couple of days.
Since 2002, I have seen my brother twice, once for my wedding in 2005 and now. I guess not being around your loved ones can be a part of growing up. I miss him often.