Four eyes, Dumbo, Bucky.  Not naming my favorite cartoon characters, but three nicknames given to me during my childhood thanks to my older and wiser siblings, of course. I remember my mom taking this picture with her 35mm film camera and little did I did know that this picture would say so much years later. That little garage door I got soon turned into two really crooked front teeth fighting for space in my tiny mouth. Those glasses that seemed temporary also became the only way I could ever read the board in school or anything in life. And it did take awhile for my ears to grow into my head, or have they?

My time at home has allowed me to come across a lot of pictures like this. The ones that were taken with real film and are printed in boxes and albums scattered throughout our house. Pictures that show our family at our best and even our worst (for example, see above photo). I’m thankful my mom took the time to take and keep these pictures. We all started somewhere and it is important to remember I started here.