my parents have finally mastered the technology of a scanner. in their excitment they've been sending family photos all day. i love looking at old photographs, even if they're not of my family. there's something about the colors and textures that amazes me as if the world really looked different then. i love the picture of my grandpa. there are so many of him like this that make me nostalgic for a time i never experienced.
my brother striking a deal with yosemite sam. probably selling him his soul. camp richard is the overnight camp where my brothers went. apparently one of the camp counselor's told chris such a scary story that it has "scarred him for life." he hates talking about camp richard, which i find hilarious. my dad with the governor of illinois. what kind of creepy handshake is that?
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