I can remember the day this picture was taken.
Grandma and Grandpa came and picked you up and took you to the Antique Tractor Show.
It brought back all the memories of you and your young obsession with keys and sitting in the seat of anything that had a steering wheel.
The apple doesn't fall very far from the cart it seems.
I'm glad for all the memories that the last 30 years have made.
Good days. . bad days. . .boring days. . .exciting days. . .
all of them have shaped who you have become.