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| Domimic, Kirsten, Taissa |
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| Alex, Steve, Joel, Kirsten, Taissa, Alan |
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| Forced march in high mountains. Lake Alpine in background |
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| Taissa's son was first up (after me). He spent a while throwing big rocks as high and far as he could. I stayed far away. I think his name is Christopher. His picture should be up in most post offices, by now. |
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| I believe this is Alden, one of Melissa's chillun's--a very stabilizing influence. Thank you. |
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| The motley crew of CPS '81 and various dependents. |
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| Dominic, Alfons, Alex, Melissa, Taissa, Joel, Kirsten, Tom, and some other people.... I enjoyed meeting all of you, but somehow left your names in California. |
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| Formerly savage maiden. |
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| Alfons doin' it Vail style. |
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| Toward our next meal. |
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| Us, again. Howdy, I'm a cowboy. Cowboys are cool. |
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| More of us. Howdy, howdy, howdy. |
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| Speaking of future felons.... Ryan Barnett. |
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| Two of Melissa's in foreground. They rock. |
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| Pamela Barnett and Melissa |
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| No idea, but she winked at me. Cheeky. |
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| One of Kirsten's love children. Claims she didn't know she had her. Right. |
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| The Ends |
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