How about a blast from the past? 1985. Susanna is 1 and Danny's 3 1/2 and (surprise!) I'm pregnant. Another case when we were younger, thinner and had more hair. 26 or so years ago? That would be a generation. I don't know why my hand is in front of my face, maybe I'm pushing up my glasses. That was one of the first times that we visited Grandma Ann when she lived in Clinton overlooking the sound. Behind us was a huge dropoff. You can bet we didn't let Susanna run around on her own. Definitely a jump first, look later kind of kid.
A moment in time I remember clearly as the start of a new time.
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