I had to post this photo that my cousin just found while visiting our Grandma. It’s a pic of me, my brother and her with my Grandpa on his farm. My grandpa had a pretty big farm in Florida and there were always a few golf carts to get around. One of my most vivid memories was when I was driving the golf cart and crashed into the fence because I didn’t know where the brakes were. I was only about 8 years old. The kicker to this story is that the fence was new and my Grandpa had to spend the rest of the afternoon fixing it!
