My grandfather turned 87 ( I think ) yesterday. He's always saying "thank-you-kindly" for everything and you know he means it because he smiles constantly. And he's always telling us stories about the time he canoed from one side of Florida to the other and how people used to bathe in Lake Conway due to lack of bathtubs. He's a true salt-of-the-earth type so it seems fitting that his birthday falls on the fourth. Plus he's a great sport when I bring along my camera to torture the family. Here are some shots from our Fourth of July.