Passports are fun reminders of where we’ve been. In one old passport, I’m pictured with a tired and none-too-happy infant in my arms on my way to live in Germany. This is my passport photo from my early 30’s, when I was on my way to live in the Middle East with three little kids.
The other photo is my younger brother’s high school graduation photo. When IBM came to interview me during my senior year in college, I declined their job offer. But my brother became a nuclear engineer — smart guy! 🙂