March 30, 2010Isolation in Iceland led to a man of few words and great depth. My dad.

Filed under: This Week in the World by merylrunion |

I posted previously that my father loves my latest book and that it inspired him to talk more. When I was growing up, he was a man of few words. Look at the picture of where he grew up, and it’s easy to understand why.

My father's farm in Iceland

This picture was taken recently. In his young years, there were far fewer buildings. Visitor were rare, and when someone did come, my father was so frightened he would hide.

We’re all products of our histories in one way or another.

Well, my father’s history may not have taught him a lot about communication, but it did turn him in to a man of great depth.