It was 77 degrees F. with the wind blowing in my face. It was a true hot summer breeze late at night. I was glad to return inside for 72 degrees air.
Have a view of my daily photos or photos from my past. We all need to document the world around us visually. What I see is mostly what you get.
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My dad has come home from the war. It is 1945 in the summer. My oldest brother Ron is on the right and Rex is on the left. The next two bo...
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Teddy's legs are a little short for this big wheel but he still likes sitting on it. These shots were buried in my files and this one...
 


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