Not All Time Travel Requires Plutonium & A Fancy Car

Marty-doc-remoteTime travel is a recurring theme on this blog, and is also how I get so much accomplished in the course of a day.  While Doc Brown is my idol for many reasons, inventing the Flux Capacitor could very well top the list.

I discovered yesterday, however, that not all time travel requires plutonium and a fancy car.  Sometimes, a picture is not only worth a thousand words, but is also the key to rocketing back a few decades.  Back to a time when actual cameras, loaded with film, were used to capture moments and lock them onto photo paper for eternity.

ParentsLast night, a family friend posted the photograph to the left on my Facebook page.  According to the caption, it had been taken on New Year’s Ever 1952.

The two people on the far left, the extremely attractive couple to whom your eyes are immediately drawn, are my parents.

Yes, my parents were very old when they had me.  I’ve always carried around this guilty feeling that the reason my Mom died of a heart attack when I was 3 was because she’d given birth to me at such an advanced age.  No one has ever disputed that fact, so the theory continues to linger.

Since Mom died when I was so young, I have absolutely no memory of her.  For The Boy With The Wild Imagination, there is not a single story I can conjure up in my mind that includes my Mother because there’s nothing about her up in my memory banks.

This photo is only the third one I have of my parents together.  As I looked at it last night, I let my imagination take control.  I sent myself 60 years into the past to be in attendance at this party.  I stared at the table with the six revelers and studied every last feature.  I made up a list of resolutions for the group, created conversations, and tried to find glimpses of myself in my parents’ movements and mannerisms.

In my mind, my Mom kept addressing my Dad by name simply because I wanted to imagine what it would be like to hear her say “Austin”.  I also had her laugh often, because I had a longing to know how my Mother sounded when she was happy.

hourglassI emailed the picture to The Girl Who Knows Me Better Than Anyone, and she told me my parents were adorable.  My adventure through time was even more enjoyable once I’d invited her to join me.  I’ve always wanted her to meet my parents, and in my mind last night, she finally did.

Maybe my fascination with time travel was finally explained by a photograph that’s older than I.  Perhaps I wish I had a means to go back and be with my parents again, to finally get to know my Mother, and to fill my mind with memories I can conjure up any time my time machine is in for repairs.

I’m so grateful for the opportunity to travel back to that moment, and I can see myself taking that trip again in the near future.

Time travel is real, Modern Philosophers.  All you need to do is close your eyes and open your mind…

 

 

 

 

 

About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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32 Responses to Not All Time Travel Requires Plutonium & A Fancy Car

  1. Drops of Ink says:

    Your parents are a great looking couple Austin, and they gave birth to an awesome son. 🙂

  2. queenlorene says:

    Lovely introspective post. Pictures capture more then just the moment. They capture our feelings, and rarely, our souls. I’m very glad for you that you received this treasure.

  3. What a beautiful – and yet sad – post

  4. PSsquared says:

    I just used a photographic time machine on Mother’s Day. Very cool.

  5. i certainly understand that feeling.my parents were 41 and 45 when i was born and i was always afraid something would happen…. i told friends they had to be very quiet ,if they came over.

  6. Beautiful sentiment – thanks for sharing.

  7. ksbeth says:

    very poignant and you are a softie at heart, as much as you try to show otherwise. they are a beautiful couple and obviously so full of life. there is no way that you are to blame for your mother’s early death, and should move through life without any hint of guilt. i’m sure that it brought a joy like no other to have a child, and she, as much as you, would have loved to be able to tell you that now. i feel quite certain that i, as a mother myself, would have traded a long and easy life, just to have brought my daughters into the world. though i’m sure she would have loved to help you find your way through it all. i’m sure she knows exactly the man you’ve become and is somehow very proud of you even today )

  8. christinesuzannelucas says:

    That’s beautiful. I have a three-year-old son now testing me every second. I think I just got back from the future. Your piece was lovely. Bet she’s proud. Did someone say that already? They should have.

  9. How bittersweet for you. We hold on to the things that bring the people who matter to us closer. I’m glad you were able to share the moment with The Girl. Your parents looked great!

    • Austin says:

      Thanks! The Girl is one of the few people with whom I ever talk about my Mom, so I wanted her to be able to see another photo. Now she better understands how I got these amazing looks! 😉

  10. helena6383 says:

    Beautiful post and a fabulous picture. x

  11. Kathleen Hackett says:

    Funny…I use a motorbike instead of a Delorean, but it still works! She’s of my own design, powered by semi-pure electricity. Perhaps I could snap a picture of it, and see if Doc recognizes little Roxanne…what do you think? 🙂

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