While I was huddled in the hallway of my home praying the storms away, I had family members in Arkansas oblivious to my pain and fear.
But, at least, they stood close enough to be caught on film. The bottom left is my cousin, who is standing in front of my aunt (hogging the limelight! Ha!) The little boy on the front row is her oldest son and the man in the denim shirt behind him is her father, my favorite uncle. (Of course, he is also my ONLY uncle.)
But where, oh where, is her youngest son? He'd be right about here:
Not even the promise of a political landslide victory will keep him from snoozing away.
Poor little guy. Ah well...
1 comment:
funny.
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