It's been our family tradition since Zoë was a year old– the three of us go to the fair and get our family picture taken in one of the funky old-time photo booths that line the midway. Each little photo strip is lovingly tucked into a pocket and makes its way into our annual newsletter.
Tomorrow I'll take Zoë to the fair without Peg... she's just not up to it. She was tearful about it tonight. Another thing to give up. She said having cancer is like being a sock in a clothes dryer; you're lofted up, then slammed down to the bottom, then the cycle starts all over again. Only you never know when you're headed to the bottom of the dryer.
So this year our family newsletter will have a photo booth picture taken in front of WalMart. They have half a dozen booths just outside the entrance. No rides there except for the one we're on.
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Sorry for the family tradition Plan B. I think Eric and Zoe should wear bald caps in this year's photo.
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