These are the sowers of the Thompson seed from which I sprang. (Sprung? Springed?) They are approaching ancient status. They live in Champaign, IL and every year the family converges on their little house to make a lot of noise and eat their food.
This is my cuz, Gabriel. In 20 years you won't be able to tell us apart.
Buyza. My family loves her more than me. She is making them pie here.
Me and Cee-dub. Old school if there ever was one. Kirst and I stopped by his new crib on the way back to play Scrabble, drink whiskey and reminisce.
Sunday morning. Sally's baby, Echo. He was barking "MOM!" at the cars driving by outside the diner. Really funny, sweet little guy. Sorry to eat and run, Echo, but we had a drive to make.
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