Well ... not exactly. Instead, these photos from June of that year arrived in my mailbox in December of that same year, because my Mom was really good about three things back then ... including copies of photos of loved ones who were growing up at a distance (like, you know, Montana [or was this in Utah?]), being certain to notate the back of them with a hand written time date stamp (that's how I know for certain they were from June), and sending them in the annual Christmas card that I get from her.
So ... it really doesn't matter ... whether June or December ... whether 1994 or 2014 ... it's always good to see smiling faces of family ... especially around the holidays!
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