My good friend Jenn Fowler's (red-head below) father died last year. I never got to meet him, but he left a legacy of smiles and warmth in Jenn (one of many, I imagine). In his name, Jenn asked a few friends to join her at the Oregon Coast for Father's Day 2013 and it was an excellent time for all.
New friends Michael and Lily
I thought this was a happy picture so I stuck her in :-)
My age is defined by how long I can stand on my hands.
This is what happens when you leave yogis to the beach and the sun...
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