There they are. The football star, the song leader, the high school sweethearts, my parents. Just began their senior year. 1962, Honolulu.
They don’t make ‘em like that anymore.
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WOW!We are so proud to say they are our parents!Look at how good lookin they are! We’re just thinking about how awesome it would be to do a back-to-the-future right now.. Maybe tell them “If you ever have a daughter name Joy, don’t get mad at her when she throws rocks in the pool. Or maybe even..”Take as many pictures as you can, you’re kids will love to look at them when they are older!” Wouldn’t you love to watch them at their senior prom, or even just eating lunch together in school. The best would definitely be that right there.. Dad in action during a football game, and Mom singing for everyone. Thanks Jace for letting us have the little moment.. Haha. Can’t wait to see what else you find! 143!