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Flashback Friday

Me and my Grandpa Carson circa 1975.

If ever there was a little girl who knew she was loved, it was me.

Just look at that face.

Sheer delight.

A good bit of teasing went on, as I'm sure you can see. It's written all over this photograph.

And when my kids were born, it continued.

He was a great Grandpa.

Anyone who had a whole fridge full of Shasta pop in all the best flavors is going to rate pretty high... but he also had a 3-wheeler. And a garden. And took us fishing, even when he wasn't supposed to.

On a less sentimental note, be sure you catch the double knit pantsuit I'm sporting.

Sweet.

Happy Friday, friends.

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  1. Anonymous10:13 AM

    I love flashback Friday. So glad it's back. I like it partly because we are the same age so I can totally relate. Especially to double knit pantsuits. You at least had good hair. I sported a lovely bowl cut for many a year in the 70's. Thanks for that mom.
    Happy Friday to you!!
    Leana

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  2. Anonymous8:29 PM

    Forget your double knit pant suit. . . what in tarnation is HE wearing? Slightly abnormal clothing I'd say. I'll be getting Steve one of those real soon.

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  3. Anonymous9:15 PM

    And what were our parents and grandparents thinking when they let us ride that 3 wheeler. I can't count how many times we almost were seriously injured on that thing.

    Ken

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  4. Such great memories!
    So wonderful to have great memories of grandparents!!

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