I’ve heard it said that great adventurers often had the sense that they were making history in the midst of their adventures.
Though I’m not sure why, I have the strong feeling that family history will want to record that on the glorious morning of June 17, 2017, we ate chocolate ice cream for breakfast.
And that history may have the kindest words for the one of us who didn’t even bother with a bowl.
Here’s to Saturday mornings scooped straight from the carton.
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Happy Fathers Day bro.