Hanging with the granddaughter.
I'm not sure if I've posted this anywhere else yet, so I'll post it here. This is me with some friends in 1986. I'm in front with my eyes closed, wearing pink. The guy behind me to my left was Dave, my biggest crush ever (at the time). He was about to leave for his church mission in Washington, DC. We wrote to each other for a while and when he came back, he was interested in restarting a relationship, but by then I was dating my high school boyfriend T, and Dave went back to BYU and met his wife.
