Thursday, June 20, 2024
I remember many years ago going camping with the family up Whitman dam road. Me (chris) my mom keely, dad ralph, sisters and brother crystal, krystyna and Jesse. My uncle dale and aunt Mary with their kids marissa and josh and my grandma Marlene. We did games of washer toss, horseshoe, tag, hide and seek. And later on in the night we would roast marshmallows and hot dogs over the fire. My mom always made amazing food no matter where she was, at camp or at home. There was almost never any left overs. I remember on that trip digging a massive hole in the sand and my mom worrying that it would cave in on me. Many times we would joke "oh my god, kids having fun!" Because she was known as a "worry wart" and would stop us from doing lots of things that at the time didnt seem dangerous, yet looking back now, in fact, was dangerous. I'll always love you mom. I wish you were still here with us.