Dad just got a friend to scan all our old negatives into digital photos. The advances of technology!
Seeing those old photos sure brings back memories... and also I realize why my upbringing has subconsciously imposed itself on my adulthood. Like...does the fact that my parents bought me a toy scooter to scoot around on explain my penchant for (pillion-ing on) bikes? Does the fact that my old house was wallpapered in a retro brown pattern explain my liking for those patterns somehow... and maybe having a big beanbag to lounge on (handsewn by Mom) explains my desire to have a beanbag in my own house when I grow up and marry someone, someday...
More photos to come...
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