Mom, G, and I went up to Clearlake to visit the grandparents at the end of July. It was soon after we found out Papa is having his second go-round with cancer. P was exhausted, but I did get to accompany him on a brief "walk" around their concrete yard. Many childhood summer memories revolve around the lake. Sleeping on the deck, being covered in algae after a swim, family reunions, fishing...
Lately visits involve boxes. Boxes, boxes, and more boxes. Equal parts overwhelming and hilarious!
Papa in his garage man-cave.
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