Well, I started cleaning out my closet today. Lots of boxes and, frankly, lots of crap. Among the crap, though, were some pictures. Actually, quite a few pictures.
Some from high school, including my parents at the house w/me in my graduation cap and gown. Cool. Instant scanning material - that and the prom pic of me and Gidget, which - though I have another one scanned, is in better shape - having been on the keychain picture holder thing from Prom as well.
Some from a bit later, too - my first visit to Oregon to see Leah, us getting married in Florida, her trying out a friend's wedding dress (which she never got to wear - something I regret, as she's quite beautiful in it) and one or two from our apartment in Florida.
From the days when she was healthy. Maybe not wealthy - we haven't gotten there yet - and we're sure wiser now than we were then, only six years ago. In any case, three things came to mind looking at these:
1. My family has a problem with getting their fingers in front of camera lenses. It's not just me. And I'm better at NOT doing it now.
2. I really, really love my wife. And miss her.
3. I also miss having hair.
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