It's my first girlfriend's -- my first love's -- family!
There's the youngest sister, Heather, who's grown up a lot. I wouldn't recognize her if I ran into her:
There's the baby brother, David, who was maybe 7 or 8 when I last saw him over a decade ago. He looks almost the same, only fuller-faced and older:
And then there's the father, grayer but otherwise unchanged: Many of you have heard the story of how, when I rang the doorbell for my first date with Emily, the father, a towering and intimidating 6'5", answered the door and I nearly turned tail and ran. Well, that's him. The photo doesn't do justice to his height, though. And once you get to know him, you'd know he's a warm and gentle spirit. I especially enjoyed his sermons.
Only ones missing are sister Lisa, mother Linda, and Emily herself, who is happily married and living in Durham. What a blast from the past!