Let’s Go Exploring: Paper Storage Edition.

One of the best parts about helping to sort/organize/preserve at your childhood home is the sheer amazingness that you find (and subsequently scan). Behold:

Deb as a baby

Oh hey there, Suzy- I mean MY MOM.

Armenian marriage certificate

My Mom’s parents’ marriage certificate. (I pieced it back together. Scotch tape doesn’t exactly hold up through the years.)
Hey- anyone speak Armenian?

Grandpa Jack's naturalization certificate

Now this is cool- my Grandpa Jack/Hagop’s naturalization certificate. See, people? I AM LEGIT.

Keel and Dad at Christmas 1993

“You look good, Keel.”
“I know, Dad.”

Mom and Dad, 1970s

Oh my GAWD my folks were/are adorable.

It’s the little things. Unless you’re talking about a certain blue felt fedora which one of us received for Christmas ’93.

Then it’s the big things.

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