the going through old negatives continues...every now and then coming upon some that pique the memory...taking me back to the time...the camping ones seem to pique the most...as I miss the camping...the complex simplicity of it all...
the old white Trooper I still miss...
I miss camping too. My Mama and I camped every summer at Jekyll Island, Daddy would come up on weekends...my dog Teddy kept me company, and even learned to climb my favorite oak to sit with me...
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