Papa

My Dad drove the Penske truck from WI to CA with Bill last week. He also unloaded, unboxed, put furniture together, cleaned, and hurt his back. We thought we'd at least take him to the beach for an hour while he was here:) Unfortunately, it ended up being cold (60s and windy) and not so pretty. Dad, next time you come, we'll take you to a nicer beach.
We're ready!

It was too cold for me to get in, so here are the brave ones building and playing in the sand.

Two things about this picture: the huge wave that knocked my dad over, and the classy oil rig in the background.

Wearing Papa's sunglasses

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