I had to hook up my scanner the other day to my computer and while I was at it, I thought, why not scan in some old photos? What turned out to be a simple idea created an onslaught of memories. I found photos from my childhood that I had completely forgotten about.
As a child growing up in the 70s, I forgot just how, well, awful 70s fashions and designs were. Case in point:
Check out the living room:
Look at me in these curlers. And the plaid! (If you look closely, you can see a tiny bit of the blue shag carpet...)
But the pictures I especially like are these of me and my grandfather, who passed away a few years ago:
This photo is of me, my big brother, our dog, Buffy, and my grandfather. This was at our farm.
I'm headed home this weekend and I hope to grab a lot more old photos and scan them in. They've reminded me of what a wonderful childhood I had and how I am so incredibly blessed to have my family. It hasn't always been easy - lots of ups and downs - but I wouldn't trade those memories for anything.
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