Second Memory

My only memory of my parents together, I was sitting on the ground near a row of bushes.  I can remember the big victorian house we lived in that was built to be the governor's mansion when Mitchell, my home town, was suppose to be the capitol of South Dakota before they decided to have the capital be in Pierre. 

My parents were looking at me.  I could tell they were happy.  The sun was setting behind them and they were partly silhouetted.  Though the sun in my eyes, I could see their smiles and their love for me.  This is my only happy memory of My Mom and Dad together.