I stumbled upon this picture I had taken of a picture when I was going through the family hoarding pictures I posted earlier.
La familia, in what I’m guessing to be either the end of 1984 or beginning of 1985 (I’m guessing because of how small my Youngest Younger Brother looks, and the 1984 World’s Fair shirt my Oldest Younger Brother is wearing. My mom probably has the exact date written on the back of the photo. She tends to do that.):
La familia, 27 years later, in June 2011 (the last time we have all been together in the same place at the same time):
I think I look either drunk or baked in that picture, of which I was neither. But probably needed to be right after.
Until next time...