
This was on one of our hikes. I'm not sure if I remember correctly, but I think we did a 13k. If you look closely, you can see my pre-braces snaggletooth that we all hope Sadie doesn't get. And you can sort of see the last of my blonde hair, before it all turned totally brown.
This is a special shout-out WBW, for my childhood BFF, Mary. The first time we met was at a high school football game when we were 10 or 11. I told some stupid joke about thumbs (acting like I don’t remember it, but really I just don’t want to horribly embarrass myself), and–not surprisingly thanks to my joke–it took another year or so for us to become friends.
Mary’s dad’s job moved her family to Dallas after we finished the seventh grade, and this picture was taken in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado that summer. Her family went (and still goes, I believe) to Estes Park every summer. This particular summer it was just the two of us girls with her parents–much to my relief, as I was always intimidated by her brother, Tom, who picked on Mary like nobody’s business. It was one of the best trips I’ve taken anywhere. My aunt was totally shocked when I asked if I could go, because the plan was to do some serious hiking, and up until that point I wasn’t exactly known as someone who liked to exert myself physically or to be warmer than climate-controlled room temperature. The Blackfords may remember differently, but I think I was a champ through the hiking. Not so much on the mountain bike excursion. Which is a story Mary’s dad even recalled–in front of people I didn’t know–at Mary’s wedding about a year and a half ago. Yeah, yeah, yeah… so I might have pretended my gears weren’t working, and I might have had to walk my bike up the mountain most of the way, while Mary (the epitome of fitness) cruised on up. I just kept waiting for Mary’s mom to drive by and offer to pick me up. No such luck. I’ll never live that one down, apparently.
Anyway, Mary and I did a great job keeping up with each other with near-annual visits all the way the way through high school. We’ve hardly seen each other since then, but we were able to make it to each others’ weddings, which I think was fantastic. Mary, her husband and their dog live in Washington, D.C. now, and I hope that someday they’ll get to meet Sadie. So, Hello, Mary!
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