About a week ago was the fifth anniversary of my mom's passing. I've had this giant box in my home office ever since. My step dad sent it to me shortly after my mom's death. The box is full, a lifetime full of photo albums. My step dad called last week and asked that I send him some photos from the box. I haven't been able to open it for five years. Today I cut the lid off. It's been a difficult morning. I didn't make it through the entire box. I think I'll seal it back up and send it to my step dad.
There is a cool photo of my great uncle that I'll share. I was wondering where this photo was because I liked this photo when I was a kid. My family has always been involved in some type of racing; drag racing, stock cars, motocross, supercross, etc.
I did a little research on my great uncle, seems he raced around the turn of the century in the Nebraska area and throughout the Midwest. I'm guessing this photo was taken around 1910.
There is a cool photo of my great uncle that I'll share. I was wondering where this photo was because I liked this photo when I was a kid. My family has always been involved in some type of racing; drag racing, stock cars, motocross, supercross, etc.
I did a little research on my great uncle, seems he raced around the turn of the century in the Nebraska area and throughout the Midwest. I'm guessing this photo was taken around 1910.
