memories. I just seems to be the way my little mind works, my own way of
condensing memories: pack up all those
moments into a little check box.
But now as I am advancing in age (and my advancement is measured by weakness and pain upon exertion rather than by years...especially if you think that 33 is not that old) I have come to the realization that I am that uncle at the family reunion, and my children are the ones creating fond memories. Soon, it will be Christy and I, front and center, surrounded by our aging children and their children. I say soon only because I can't account for my past 33 years -- that puts me at 66 (almost my Father's age to the year) in just a few more seasons.
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Just so you know, that back to the future was not positioned. Jeremy was there and can vouch. When you see him again you will understand I couldn't get a weirder kid...and that makes me so happy, "he's mine" hehehe.. Love you tons. thanks for working so hard for your family and doing it with a smile. Jeremy is that same way and It's rare now days. Love you tons Sandy
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