Me (Jamie) when Young!
I came across this old photo recently and couldn’t resist scanning it and putting it up. That’s me as a kid — somewhere around the early 1990s, judging by the haircut and the outfit — caught mid-goofball in the driveway with my arms out and a grin a mile wide.
Behind me is my grandparents home, the neatly trimmed hedges, the carriage lamp out front — all of it pure small-town Wisconsin. I love everything about this picture: the slightly faded color that only an old film print has, the windbreaker thrown on over a t-shirt, and the way you can tell I was about two seconds from running off to do something.
It’s funny how one photo can put you right back there. Whatever I was so excited about that day, I clearly didn’t have a care in the world.
