I flew this flag in an F-15 over Iraq in 2000.  It’s been sitting in the garage ever since, still in its box.  But today was different–it joined in the celebration.

The Drown ladies up and celebrated Father’s Day a week early, but I’m not complaining

A week ago Anna told me she couldn’t wait until Father’s Day.  “Why?” I asked.  “Because I get a Father’s Day lollipod!” she replied.  Today when I saw the lollipops I told the girls I should get to eat them because they have my name on them.  They didn’t buy it.

Old Man’s Cave

Rock House, where the girls found doves in holes and rocky ledges.

Conkle’s Hollow

My attempt at an Ashlyn scrunchy smile.