The youngest and the oldest in the clan bond over a shared name or two, sore teeth, how easy it is to trip over things, optimum joke delivery, and the finer points of charming the ladies.
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My, they do have a lot in common, don’t they?
I love when your Pops makes an appearance here, and love the expression on his face in this photo.
You’d think they were blood relatives. And thank you. My dad’s love is really big, and gets bigger and less fettered the older he gets. But he’s often self-conscious in front of a working camera. So it’s always wonderful when I can manage to sneak in somehow under the radar.