In it, my mother stands by a fountain in Caracas, Venezuela. It is winter 1982, and she is on vacation with my father. Mum is 53, and her relaxed look reflects joy and gratitude for the chance to travel.
In it, my mother stands by a fountain in Caracas, Venezuela. It is winter 1982, and she is on vacation with my father. Mum is 53, and her relaxed look reflects joy and gratitude for the chance to travel.