Tonight I had Julie pick me up a legal pad to put in my black….uhh….trapper keeper? Still not sure what to call it.As it turns out, I did not need the paper, but I am so glad she bought it. The reason is because when I went to put it away, I put in my desk cabinet among other items in a tall mail slot. But when I went to slide it in, my hand touched something that crinkled, just like the photo envelopes that contained the boys old school pictures. Could it be? It could! We found Max’s senior pictures!