A Shocking Family Secret

I spent a good portion of yesterday with my grandma and grandpa- my dad's mom and dad, the grandparents that I hardly ever see since I moved down to California when I was 7.

We ate deli sandwiches and homemade tapioca pudding, an uncle stopped by, I talked to an aunt on the phone,we listened to old standards music, and we spent hours upon hours looking at old photo albums.  I think my grandma was glad too see me go in the end, not because she didn't enjoy having me around, but because I tuckered her out with all the photo looking, album lifting, and question asking. 

But none of that is at all important compared to the utterly shocking piece of information I learned about my dad yesterday.

Granted, it was about a billion and a half years ago*, but there was a point in his life when he was... a teenager. 

I always knew that he had been a baby and even a young adult, but never, ever, in my wildest dreams, had I ever imagined that he had been a teenager.

Don't believe me?  I have evidence in the bottom left corner of this picture.


* ; )