Monday, April 18, 2011

My grandpa, the gangster

If you read and watched my earlier entry about Uncle Joe and applesauce, you'll remember that my grandpa Charlie is from Missouri. It seems to be an informal tradition around Easter for part of my family to return to Argyle to see Grandpa's brother and sister who still live there. Because my parents milked cows, we never got to go.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

The wish for a fish

This weekend I made an excellent discovery. I was going through old photos when I found some of Devin and me from our 2009 Yankton fishing trip. I remember it being a long day of little fish activity, so I started taking photos instead.