It's interesting growing up. I am down in San Diego today talking with my grandparents about their youth, their marriage, joining the church and nearly burning down the neighborhood. My dad is recording some stories and I am in the other room looking through pictures.
This is one of my personal favorites. My grandpa is on the left. He and his buddy are heading to get breakfast at the YMCA in Honolulu.
Probably says something about the type of granddaughter that I am, but all I want to know is who is that guy on the right? And does he have any grandsons? Seriously.
Anchors Away, indeed.