But apparently not behind every camera. Or photo shoot.
Awwww....! Tim and his Koosa. And flowered sheets. (If you are old enough to know what a Koosa is, mad props)
I prefer the photos that include me in them, and my apparent ability to make Tim do whatever I wanted.
Yeah, those are batons; what about it? Terrible picture quality, but good times all around.
This picture is like....well....like a FEAST. A really gross, and amusing feast.
A favorite of mine. Tim, wrapped in his pink blanket and playing with my hair. Yup.
Another favorite, shot on location at Penn State one summer session.
The list goes on and on....we were buddies Tim and I. Without him, I'm pretty sure the self destruct button would have been not only pushed but stuck down permanently when we moved during High School.
How lucky am I???
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