Seven years ago, I was a college student. That July 4th, my parents were on vacation, but I stopped by their house to check on my brother who had been away at Kansas State getting ready for football. When I opened the door from the garage to the house, I saw a really tall guy (without a shirt on) walking down the hallway. His name was Andrew Shull….and here we are today.
So, it’s kind of become a tradition to spend July 4th with his family and mine together. This year was no exception. His mom and dad came down and we had a great time hanging out. On Saturday, we went to my parents’ house for a pool party. Happy July 4th!!!