Saturday, February 28, 2015

The One About the End of May

This one time, I started to run a marathon, but at the halfway point I thought, "%$#& this."
And I caught a ride to the finish line.

Months later, I was complaining to Maggie about how a mom's job was to always be sucking it up, and she said, "Except for the day you quit that marathon."
We went to the AF Cemetery on Memorial Day.  Aunt Susan was there and gave us a guided tour.




Charlie was baptized.  This is the collected Hatch/Shelton/Reed kids.




Squinty one and Squinty two.

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