My kids want to go to Mount Rushmore when we drive across the country. Here's a picture of it from 1964, when Mom and Dad drove from their wedding in Oregon to his new job with DuPont in Delaware.
There appears to be a giant pile of gravel in front of Teddy Roosevelt. I have no idea why or if it's still there.
We have been teasing my parents for years because so many of their honeymoon pictures are of a bear. This is the bear and, I have to say, he is really cute.
I'm not sure exactly when my mom started making cookies, but she has perfected the art. It looks like she was doing a good job back in 1966.
Also, it seems that my taste in cars was established rather early.
And how did this skinny woman
give birth to this giant child?
And that's probably enough for one day.
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