February 14, 2010

Largely why I was hated in high school

Phil once asked somthing like “is there a photo of yourself you wouldn’t show someone?” This would be it, if I were showing it. The dude on the left was my neighbor to the north of our house in the background. We shared a driveway.

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  1. Cindy Scroggins on February 14th, 2010 at 6:20 pm

    Oh, Rick. Honey. I need to find some pictures….

  2. Amanda Mae Meyncke on February 14th, 2010 at 11:52 pm

    I love. this. so. much.

  3. Deron Bauman on February 15th, 2010 at 9:42 am

    I’m sorry for what you must have felt in high school, Rick. May that part of our brains be washed.

  4. Cindy Scroggins on February 15th, 2010 at 10:56 am

    See, I’m not sure we need to wash that from our brains. It is the source of much empathy and perspective.

    Also, I just love the happiness on Rick’s face in this photo. We would have been great friends at that age.

  5. Rick Neece on February 15th, 2010 at 12:59 pm

    I’ve been going through a bunch of old snapshots I brought back from Mom’s and Dad’s at Christmas. Most of them are like this. Me: “posing” in some fashion. Me: grinning. (I hope to prove posing was in my genes, judging from these pictures, I come from a long line of posers.)

    Deron, for the most part, the pain is gone. I think it has been replaced with empathy and perspective. And I know Cindy would have saved me a safe seat on the bus. Amanda Mae, *I love it, too.*

  6. Rick Neece on February 15th, 2010 at 7:21 pm

    For me, there is a little magic in the last six tags I put on this almost accidentally. Just by virtue of their alphabeticality.

  7. Danny on February 16th, 2010 at 8:13 am

    That’s right. He’s all mine. The trick is getting him to pose more often. When he gives that grin, his eyes twinkle and the world lights up.

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