A short time ago, I asked Mother to go through her pictures for one specific picture of Dad on Hoosier Pass holding a shovel above his head, and not touching the top of the snow bank. I was hoping for any other photo’s of the mountain snow scenes. I also asked her for some other pictures from around Christmas times in the old House in Fairplay.
I got my package of pictures yesterday in the mail. Not a single picture of snow, but a whole lot of pictures of me. Isn’t that just like a mother, send all the embarrassing pictures, and leave out the good ones (a good one is any picture that does not have me in it). My birth picture above, suggests to me that I was none to happy about entering this life, LOL. Well, I guess I’ll make Mother happy, and share some of those pictures with you.
My first birthday, I didn’t know I was ever that chubby. Evidently I was having a great time. And then there is one of me crawling around, I’m sure getting into everything I was not supposed to.
I must have been a pretty happy baby. Most of the baby pictures I’m smiling. I’m sure I was a little angel, (I doubt it seriously) and never did anything wrong.
Here’s one of my older brother and I standing outside our house. I’m going to have to talk to Mother about those pants, they simply are not my style.
Now here’s a Christmas photo. I wish I could remember that toy gun, It looks like it was awfully neat. I’m sure I played with it a lot.
Here we go, a little bit of nature with the family. By the way, The one making the funny face, and being all dramatic is Kel.
My older brother and I riding one of our horses. We had five, but I think only two or three were saddle broke.
Kel may kill me for this one, but that is her in the back right. The one with the biggest smile. I’m surprised Mother got her into a dress, for I can only remember Jeans and tee shirts for her.
Here’s me with a pretty small fish. I sure look pleased with myself though.
There are quite a few with “tall” hats. I can’t remember them, but I must have liked them. Blue jean shirt and Levi's were my primary attire in those days, now its Wranglers, LOL.
Here we are at my Aunts ranch in Arizona. She bread horses, and evidently appreciated a little help while we were on vacation.
Me at Mothers house in Arkansas, with my step fathers old flintlock.
My Senior Prom, with no date of course. Dam I was skinny, Oh I still am. I actually had to gain weight to get into the Army. I went back 5 times before I gained the required 7 pounds. I guess I was pretty determined. In basic training and AIT, I put on 30 pounds, never lost. I now weigh another 15 pounds heavier.
Me on leave prior to my shipment over to Germany. I was a Spc4 at the time.
My Father and I just a year or so before his death. He made a whirl wind tour to see all of us kids. I think he was down here all of two days. And he brought the snow with him. It snowed about 5 inches, and shut everything down. Texas just has no idea what to do with snow.
Well Now that I have embarrassed myself thoroughly, I hope you enjoyed the pictures and laughs.