
Pictured above in 1999:
Jamey, Me, Sean
Joel, Ben
Laura, Todd, Chad
Ben, Craig
Chelsea, Britany, Bradley
Dylan, Lukas |

So all of these Culvers spawned
and there's us.
Me, Jamey, Joel, Laura, Ben, Todd, Chad, Craig, Chelsea, Ben W.,
Bradley, Brittany, Dylan, and Lukas. I'm the oldest; the next
grandchild wasn't until Jamey, nine years
later. Susan and I used to pretend to throw his toys out the back
of the station wagon, just to get him to cry. He never would.
There's a big batch of them finishing college, all the same age.
I love watching them all hang out together at my grandparents
lakehouse. Grandma feeds us junk food and we take the station
wagon (she still
drives a station wagon) for joyrides into Elkhart or Cassopolis.
If you know these "cities" you know how funny that is.
They are all
brilliant.

Summer 2001
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Jamey,
Chelsea, Ben, Chad, Me, Craig, Sean
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