December 23, 2004 - 10:50 a.m. It's funny how many pictures of us are up in my granparents' house. It seems everywhere I turn there is another frame of my siblings and I or my cousins, Eric and Caroline. I see myself at age four, at age eleven, at fourteen, and most of all I see pictures of my graduation plastered everywhere. They're so proud of us. The show us off to their friends. They tell stories about Lisa's dog and Caroline's dancing, Eric's progress and Michael's baseball games and my adventures at the University of Tulsa. It's nice to be framed and hung on the wall. (It's not nice to be framed and then hanged for it...I know, bad joke; get out your virtual tape recorder.) ...before & after...