This is my me being held by my Grandpa Fran. (My mom's dad) I adored my grandpa! I wish I would have had more time with him. (He passed away quite some time ago). He loved to play rough & be ornery with us grand kids. Oh man the whisker burns, pulling my fingers outa socket, the Indian burns and I remember him being funny. Thinking about him I can almost remember how he smelled and the hats he wore. I have one of those hats and a ring that was his that I cherish.

June 1985, trip to the llama farm in Coupeville, Washington, which is on Whidbey Island. Upon looking closer at the picture today I noticed the guy looking at my grandpa like um please take the picture soon. Not many Polaroid camera's around today, eh?

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