Not a perfect representation, since it looks like half the family didn't make it to grandma's house Christmas Day 1982, but accurate enough to capture the morning chaos. I'm the nerd in the back holding up my present, while brother Jeff is in the foreground, apparently writing down what everyone is getting and from whom. He must have owed mom that year. I find it interesting that the only people aware of grandpa taking the picture are the youngest and oldest generations. Must be something to it, although it's alluding me at the moment.
I hope you make enough memories this Christmas to last your lifetime, and be sure to turn around and smile. No one will remember the back of your head 50 years from now.
