Jer on his mission in Washington state.
Me outside the Teller House in Silverton, CO.

At EAC. We had just gone to a football game and were going to go to a dance. We stopped by the dance for all on 10 seconds, got a refund on the tickets, it was lame. Then we used the money to get Filberto's and then went to the park to swing on the swings. Fun night.
This was in Yellowstone. I am not a big fan of fishing but was just doing what every one else was doing. We had only been there a little while. I had casted like 2 times and pulled out this big fish. These 2 men were standing close to us and they came running over. They had been fishing all day and hadn't caught a thing. I guess I am a pro fisher. Maybe I should give my husband some tips...
or not. This is a pretty good fish. If I remember correctly Jer's family lived in this neighborhood with a lake. He and his friends fished all the time.
This was Jer and his brother David in high school. Funny side story. The very first time I remember seeing Jeremiah, he and his friends were at one of my volleyball games. They really stood out because they had all painted themselves purple and gold. I remember thinking "how embarrassing". I still don't like it when people paint up their faces.This is us now.
I like us.


Nobody can look good in such a dorky hat.































