“That’s me and my cousin Alex at the age of about 8 years old at the Marquette Ore Mine. This photo was taken on one of our many summer visits to my grandmother’s home in Michigan. Poor Grandma was running out of fun activities for us to do during these long summer visits.”
(submitted by Megan)
Pick a child. Any child.
(submitted by Lindsay)
There is nothing to be stressed out about.
(submitted by Tamlyn)
“It was 1978 and my parents used to party every Saturday night… even if it was the night before Easter.”
(submitted by Carol)
Nothing comes between a man and his cat.
(submitted by Rhonda)
“This is a photo of myself posing for a friend for his college photography class. He wanted someone with street cred, and obviously, I immediately came to mind. Yes that is a Malcolm X hat. I didn’t have a pitbull, so he had me pose with his dog to add that other layer of b-boy toughness. I would best describe this time in my life as Public Enemy meets 90210. I was a real David Silver hot shot!
(submitted by Donald)
“It seemed like a good idea at the time: the Easter Bunny emerging from the gardening shed to surprise the children and join the egg hunt. My then 4-year old daughter didn’t think so. And when the shed door crashed open and the Bunny stumbled out and staggered about because he couldn’t see out of the costume, can you blame her?”
(submitted by Bruce)
If they could only see themselves.
(submitted by Andrew)