I was going through our attic last Saturday as Jayme and I were frantically searching for the cap in her cap and gown set. I ran across a box full with my old high school yearbooks. Honestly, I thought we had lost them in our numerous moves. Here is yours truly from each year. So that’s what less than 200 lbs looks like? I had forgotten!
A bonus find: It was somewhat surreal to read my future wife’s yearbook entry in my freshman year yearbook. Not for what she said, but to read it now knowing she had no idea (at the time) where we’d be even a year later, much less 16 years later. Funny how things turn out.