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I was four, he was three. Brown was apparently a big color in the seventies. I love those pants I'm wearing! Hey, wait a minute...this picture is supposed to be embarrassing to him.
This year has flown by and I haven't seen my brother nearly as much as I would have liked, but I was able to squeeze in a few visits. And I'm always thrilled when I do. I don't really have any good stories to tell this year, but I do have one question...
Why are we riding a skunk?
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1 YEAR AGO: Living Outside The Touch Of Time
2 YEARS AGO: Girls And Their Boys
3 YEARS AGO: Living History
4 YEARS AGO: Company On The Prairie
5 YEARS AGO: Rack Eyes
2 comments:
That was my first question. Why are you guys riding a skunk. Ha! :)
You two are proto-hipsters.
Happy birthday to your brother.
September has been good to your family.
Belledog
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