Having nephews is a beautiful thing. Especially when they like doing things you enjoy. Like riding bikes through mud puddles. Like marathon ping pong matches, hoops in the driveway, cannon balls in the pool, making funny videos, volunteering for talent shows and surfing at San Onofre. I've been a screaming fan at this guy's roller hockey games when he was 6 or 7. I watched an entire season's worth of Little League games when he was a 9-year-old all-star with a knack for big hits in clutch spots. (Go Phillies!) I saw a bunch of his pee-wee football games too, back when he played linebacker, wide receiver and that year he played QB and led his team to a 10-1 record. As of last summer, the blonde surf boy is now an east coast lacrosse star, a high school junior on the team that won a Virginia state championship last year. And now that we're moving to NYC this fall, I'll be able to watch Noah do his thing on a lacrosse field back East. Maybe we'll even ride our bikes through a few mud puddles.
Do I know you? One man's attempt at a lifelong head count.
NOTE: If you think I might have a photo of you—most likely at least one great photo of you—don't be afraid to ask me to post it (firstname.lastname@example.org) along with a brief entry about how I know you. And if I've met or known you but don't have any photo evidence, feel free to send along YOUR favorite photo of you. (I'm fascinated by what that slideshow might look like.)