GPOYNiece, put up in order to remind me that some days you get to be at the beach in February with your nieces and nephews. They are wise and young. PS. Forgive my hair!
(Additionally, and it is hard to see, but the jacket I am wearing is a $25 surplus from the 1941 Swedish Army. It is boiled wool and it is the warmest thing I own. I have a lot of stories about it. My brother-in-law was in the Swedish Army for his mandatory year. Sometimes I make jokes about it because, you know, Sweden and its many wars… once when I was polishing boots in front of him, he took over and spit-n’-shined them in the span of a minute. He chalks that skill up to the army.)