That is me in the front left, at age 6, at some of the bubbling hot pots in Yellowstone National Park. My mom must be taking the picture, because that's my grandmother -- her mother -- and Uncle Mike in the back row. Mike is my mom's youngest sibling. Next to me is my sister Donna, who would have been 4, Doug who would be turning 8 that summer and Ronnie-O who was just two.
The trip was amazing and is one of my fond childhood memories. It makes me itch to load up my kids and a niece or nephew or two and go to Yellowstone. If it wasn't such a lonnnnnnnnnnnng drive from everywhere.