In the service of my country

This image of a long gone time shows my father and sister, and myself, during the forgotten year of 1969.
It was after high school and there was nothing else to do, except to get a passport.
But before that could happen I had to secure the obligatory military certificate, hence this picture, taken by an ambulatory photographer, such as I myself would become a few years later.
My mother used to bring me delicious home-cooked meals and fruit juices, which were the only respite during days filled with mindless drills and military discipline.