They’ve come to visit Miss M.

In their honor, I thought it might be fun to post a few photos of Max and Kyle from back in the crappy olden days.

I am pretty sure Kyle is saluting Max, but I’m okay with a challenge on that call.

Kyle has grown into a responsible young man– got a wife and everything!– but there was a time when we just defaulted to “Kyle did it” to explain holes in walls, etc.

Look at all that flammable carbon-based flammable stuff there. Whew. As we say our prayers this evening, we should thank the Good Lord Almighty that no one died. On our property.

Oh look! It’s Dan & Aaron! Saw them just last week in Memphis.

Oh, wait. … These are not just random photos. … I remember this day.

It was Max’s payback day.

For years we’d had Independence Day celebrations at the Compound in Cincinnati. But we were trying to sell the house. So no more shenanigans. Max was not happy. Independence Day was a big deal day. And we cancelled the fireworks on Independence Day so we wouldn’t have to clean up so that we could sell the house.

This was the last get-together we had before we packed up and moved to Mississippi. It was Max’s Revenge.

Welcome back to the Farm, Max & Kyle.