Throwback Thursday: Matching Dresses with the Captain

I’m probably four years old here, if I’m going off the haircut and overall¬†impression of innocence. Where were we living, Mom? Mississippi? Virginia? It’s all a blur, because at this age I had no idea about the world outside my own imagination. I dressed up my pets and climbed magnolia trees.

I dug up this photo in honor of my father’s birthday week. Cheers to you, Dad. I’m sure you don’t miss that uniform.

Dad and us in the 80s

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