One year ago…

Last July 4th in Tucson was the first time me and Lauren hung out. Rob was there too.

Scott (of the farm here) also called me to tell me that he and Haley were having a baby and that I was the GODFATHER.

Lauren really knocked my socks off. It quickly became apparent to me that she was the greatest person in the world.

Rob and I in Laurens (awesome) backyard:

We drank heavy, rode our bikes and even broke into a local pool where Lauren won all but the “who can walk across the pool fastest” contests (I took that one by shear force).

We all hung out with each other for three days straight. They were three days to remember.

The (perfectly timed) picture below is a 16 second exposure of us  on “A” mountain it is illuminated by the fireworks grand finale above, the bustling metropolis of downtown Tucson is in the background.

Now we are on a hot and muggy farm with Scott, Haley, and baby Kepler. We’re covered in mosquito and ant bites, our clothes are molding,  and we smell bad.

…and after a whole year I have yet to find my socks.

-j

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