I read somewhere that today is Grandparent's Day, so here is a photo of mine (George and Annie):
I was very close to my grandma but never knew my grandad as he died before I was born. This was taken on their wedding day in 1930. He was 36 and had been married before and had 2 children, but his first wife had died due to an infected insect bite (no antibiotics back then). My grandma was only 21 and her father was not best pleased with this marriage!
I've found out quite a lot about my grandad through my family history research and it really makes you appreciate the times we now live in. He was one of 6 children but only 3 made it to adulthood. He worked for his father who owned a factory which recycled fabric waste. This meant that he avoided being conscripted for WW1 as his job was considered more valuable to the country than shipping him off to France. His brother wasn't so fortunate. He was conscripted in March and was dead by June. His father died of a heart attack whilst they were having a jaunt in a rowing boat and he had to row them back to shore, but it was too late to save him. He had a sister, but she died in childbirth and there was rumour of another sister who was 'sent away' and never returned. His mother died shortly afterwards - perhaps she'd suffered one loss to many?
We have wars but no-one is forcing us to fight. If you're taken ill or have an accident then help is usually only a phone-call away. I had scarlet fever as a child and I wonder if I'd still be here if it had been the 1920's. It really makes you realise how fortunate you are.
Edited: See this post for a bit more info on George and Annie.