Thats right. In 1978 we didn't wear shirts when we played football.
Jerseys were for sissy's.
These are my brothers Brett and Chad. I am probably inside watching cartoons.
Those are not helmets either. It is just their hair.
I can almost smell the pads looking at this picture. Whew!
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Kinda funny to look at Dad's yard. The trees are so small that you can see the neighbors house. Not now!
Dad's yard is a forest now. We camp in the back part but when we were kids it was like a pasture until the Arbor-man bought it. (AKA Dad)
Dad loves trees.
He and Mom went to the Grand Canyon and Mom said he looked at it for a few minutes and said "Lets go." Mom said "What about a hike to the bottom or something? " "Nope. No trees".
So they left. Just a big hole in the ground he said.
Dads house has lots of mature trees.
Thanks Dad. I love them too.
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2 comments:
Awww - so happy you have posted again. This is like the OLD way to do Instagram, I reckon. Such cute little boys....what happened? :)
Trees-R-us - yep the Grand Canyon didn't have enough trees to warrant more than a couple of photos of the big old hole in the ground.
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