Blast From the Past

Here is a picture of the fearsome foursome. My cousins Matt, Brian, my brother, Dana, and me. I feel like I had three brothers growing up, not just one. Mostly because there really aren't that many family vacations where we weren't all together. Sure, there were some. But 9 times out of 10, it was just the eight of us (my parents, my aunt and uncle, and us kids..........and the dogs). Every single vacation comprises the best memories of my life.