Well look what we have here. Prom time at the Blythe residence. Our fireplace was a nice place for casual to semi formal photos. Pictured here, of course is a somewhat shy writer of your blog and his effervescent daughter. Proms have always been a bit of a gateway to adulthood. As for me, I have designated my time on this planet B.K. (Before Kenzie) and A.K. She may have been her Mother's daughter but there was always enough sunshine from that personality to keep me pretty warm as well. On the wall in the upper right is a photo I took of Kenzie in Uncle Ed's lap back across the street on Grove. Ed was the M & M man to our kids. he seemed to always have a bag when he stopped over. Just over my shoulder is a picture of Marj and Herb at their wedding. And over the mantle is the painting of our house. I didn't realize then as I was standing dutifully, and proudly, as some strange teenage boy whisked my daughter off out into the night, but this was the
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