
Since the groom-to-be is my brother, I was able to reach back a little further than his college friends to recollect a first memory. For some inexplicable reason, the earliest salient memory that popped into my mind was of pushing him around in a Luvs box. I hadn’t thought about it in years—maybe decades—and thought the memory was mine alone. It turns out the whole scene was captured on film.
I got the diaper brand right and everything!



Pictured directly above: The wall and the drugs.

My mom took this candid picture of my dad and me. It reminded me of that experience some years back.










