So it is crazy to think that your parents actually can choose your friends and that they remain you friends through your adult life....You are there with them when they get married, when they have children, when they move across the country. Wow, I love you girls and all our memories.
So I always remember our camping and race days. The Cearley's and the Elske's were always busy headed somewhere to do something awesome. I loved when we would go in the camper because then it meant I didn't have to pee outside :-) There wasn't a weekend that went by that we weren't all together, not to mention we went to the same grade school and we were in the same grade. I loved my best friend, and I loved the picture of her sister when she had a perm that my dad framed with the purple matte, and white frame.
It was always so much fun sitting in the announcers booth during the quarter midget races and watching "Haulin' Holli" kick some ass. Tracy and I pretty much just would run a muck and I have no idea what anyone else was doing....didn't really care. I remember specifically several times going over the bridge from WA to OR where is says something like "Now entering OR". We would hold up a sign in the back of the van so everyone behind us could see it that said, "Good Bye, Washington".
Interesting.....that must have been when I still loved this state :-)
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