Circa 1987: You are going to have to look closely at this picture for the history. (And I have no recollection of why Mike and Shane, my shirtless little brother, were practicing archery in our back yard.) The little red truck in the extreme background was the first vehicle I drove as a teenager. The Fiat was my boyfriend's car (I loved that car!). And you can just see the tail end of Mike's burnt orange old car that I was squired around in to movies, plays and dinner a few times before he left for California. I swear I still spot the car sometimes in Biloxi.