old picture

My grandpa used to have a plane when we were kids and my sister and I would ride with him every once in awhile from the Willmar airport and fly back over Kerkhoven to see the tiny houses. One memory I had was my mom standing outside one time hanging clothes out to dry on the clothesline and waved at us.

I'm the one peaking out the door and my sister is the blonde one in the window. Don't you love the long bangs!