I remember whenever I'd go to my grandmother's house, she would hide all the photo albums because she was afraid of me asking, "Well, who is that in that picture?" and "Who are they to you and who are they to me, and how old were you when that picture was taken?
Recuerdo que cada vez que iba a la casa de mi abuela, ella escondeía todos los álbumes de fotos porque tenía miedo de que preguntara, "¿Quién es ese en esa foto?" y "¿Quiénes son para ti y quiénes son para mí?