
Some of my earliest pictures in Nashville are with Papaw (my grandfather), who often held close his grandchildren. Those memories are timeless, and his presence is still felt today; even after passing away 4 years ago. 25 years later, here in his house, his son Larry (my father) holds my son Owen. What can I say? I'm a happy man.

My cousins and I used to play with Memaw's (my grandmother) dolls and toys. On the left, my daughter Lucy is pictured with Aubrey, my older brother's daughter. As a parent, you always want your kids to have a great childhood. My brother Dave and I still joke about road trips to Nashville and how much we miss those days.

2 brothers and a couch. Looking at nephews Jacob and Zach, I recall sleeping in the den and sharing a sleeper sofa with my brother. We fondly remember the quirks of that old den: the bed's steel rod that put a crick in your back and Memaw's collection of clocks that occasionally awoke our slumber. Jacob and Zach, find a couch to share.
1 comment:
thank you for reminiscing! it's hard to believe that those fond memories of childhood are now becoming experiences - and one day fond memories - for your own kids.
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