A picture can say 1,000 words. When I think about my childhood, I have more memories of jumping in the leaves as I do just about anything else. The piles of leaves felt so large when I was little and now as an adult, I see those piles completely differently. They are more like mountains that have to be conquered instead of mountains that get to be explored! Hot chocolate is another memory that I can still taste when I think about it. I can remember the exact places we had it, the brand we bought, the fake marshmellows that were in it, and the company beside me. This profile of my Dad and Sydney captures that word we call THANKFULNESS... for both generations!
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