I was taking a trip down memory lane today while realizing how few pictures of me actually exist as a child. I am thankfull that I have taken more pictures of my kids so that later in life, they will have a more consistent depiction of their childhood and some activities. But here's just an assortment of a few of the ones I did find.. There's a 8 month old picture, 6 months, and 2 at 22 years old, one alone, and one with my son Kenneth, and my father Kevin. Yesterday would have been my dad's 52nd birthday, had he not celebrated his 50th and final in the hospital. Kenny, now 12, going to be 13 in January. I can't believe how the time has flown. I still remember eating that steak at Hard rock that day in San Francisco...
