At age 17 my father, uncle, and grandfather lost everything except for their own lives.  A tornado came through Windsor Connecticut on a sunny beautiful day which took away their house and my grandmother. The following months after the tornado people begun finding random documents and other miscelaneous items throughout nearby towns and nearby states. My grandfather owned over 5,000 slides of family vacations, portraits, cars, holidays which was all taken by the tornado. Fortunately, many of the items that was found were the some of the slides. Since 1979 these slides were never seen or viewed by anyone until I took ahold of them and scanned them through. This is the only remainder of my father's past memories and his mother.