That’s Johnny and me; it was a long time ago when we were young. We were always horsing around. Its summertime and we far away from Grandpa, so he can't see us. If grandpa saw us playing like this, he would be yelling! Auntie Ann is watching us (chuckles) she is telling me to stop! Uncle John doesn’t like me “playing”; he says I never know when to stop. I’ll stop eventually, when I feel like it. How times have changed and we've all grow up. Those were the days.