First of all, obviously, I did not take this picture, but to me it represents a passage of time.
It's a picture of Ronald Reagan in 1984 at McDonalds, marking it's first billion burger or some other outrageous number. Reagan was president during my "informative" years, the 1980's, and when I see a picture of him, I remember my high school days, and my ideas, dreams and values of that time. It was an innocent time for me, and one that I wish I could go back to sometimes. I cried when he died, like when the Pope died--not because I was his "greatest fan", but mostly because he was part of an era that I was a part of--my childhood. He also strikes an uncanny resemblance to my father who passed away a few years ago; and of course, when Ronnie died, it brought up memories of my own dad. My dad always appreciated a good hamburger as well, but preferred Whoppers--sorry McDonalds!
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While I was an adult when Ronald Regan was president, I was very apathetic as far a politics were concerned. I didn't really start appreciating his presidentcy until long after it was over. I too cried when he passed away. I think a little part of America's heart passed with him. I, like your dad, prefer the flame broiled Whopper.
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