… are up in this album. Most are from the Easter weekend at the Ranch. Here are peeps. Here I am with peeps, and here I am with my cool peep brother, and with my peep cousins. Peeps have gelatin; I ate no peeps. But I rejoiced in the knowledge that others were eating them.
Here, in blissful contradiction to my professed commitment to animal rights, is our family mascot, shot by my great-grandfather eighty years ago.