Been spending some time the past few months, and itself a task that will take months more to complete, cleaning up and organizing all the stuff I have.
Most of all the old media I have is crap that was just shot on a whim of some tree that has no obvious origin story.
Then I find things like this.
It's a video of me shooting a .22 pistol at some plates. Dad was there, too. And at the end of the video is probably the only recorded dialog between the two of us in existence. Weird when I think of it like that