Confessions of a Grandma

 I selected an untitled picture from storage at random tonight.  This picture was taken in 1997.  Mike and I took a six day raft trip in the Grand Canyon that summer.  The trip was arranged by friends who had made the trip once before and liked it so much they put together a group of friends to go with them the second time.  It was a case where each of us knew some of the others and got to know the rest over the course of the trip.  It was a spectacular vacation and we have hundreds of great pictures.  This one does not do the scenery justice, but it reminded me of the time I spent with these people.  We had a reunion to share pictures and video the following year.  We have not had contact with any of them now for the past ten years. Sometimes it is sad how people can just come into your life and go without any fanfare at all.  Some of these people I occasionally wonder about.  Some of them, in all honesty, I am just as glad t...