This picture was taken in 1975 or so. It shows you, among other certainties, that a couple little guys rode around a man's yard in a man's Fiat convertible. From the flattened grass it looks like we took more than one lap. When you are 9, or 3, or 36 maybe, there is nothing cooler than this.
This is either the least relevant post here or the most relevant. Me? I don't care. Just thinking of friends and remembering great times and wondering why if it can't last (and it sometimes seems like it can't) it leaves so many happy tracks to follow.
No one but one got to Moose River, as far as I can tell. But all are welcome should they choose to appear.
-MJ
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