Above: Roger, Brooke, and Jameson on Grandpa Don's 3-wheeler
Below: Grandpy Soupy (Sam's dad)
Below: I had to take a picture of North mountain. Whenever I think of "home," this mountain comes to mind. I was six years old when we moved to Alpine. It was late at night when we arrived (I remember that night). The next morning I looked out the window and this is the first thing I saw. I must have stared at this beautiful mountain for several minutes. I always feel at home when I look at it.
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