Man I've missed these boys...

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Man it is good to see you Mr. Harrison!
The always adorable Bruschi family.

My God I have missed you!


Mike Vrabel playing with Tedy's kids.


Bill, I've missed you too. Especially your cut off sweatshirts and surly disposition.


All photos from The Boston Globe because I spent two hours in traffic trying to get to training camp yesterday before finally giving up and coming home.

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