This was a special day. We don't have too many of these, do we.
I think that I can now comment on what this photo represents to me. I remember the very real bond that we felt that day in Penrose. The bond was to each other, to Stephen who was far away in New York, and to our beloved parents. It was a peek of how things might be.
That was a wonderful day. When should we go again? Judy's description of the feelings we had that day are perfect.
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