We need a president who puts Barney Smith before Smith Barney.
I’d vote for this guy if he would run.
Archive for August, 2008
In many places, teachers and students are headed back to school this week. That means no more horsing around outside with the kiddie pool. These shots were taken in Kansas, probably in 1983. By my uncle, I think.
However, or whenever they happened, I just love them.
So here’s more proof that the photography bug bit me pretty early. Also, check out the socks!
And I’m surprised I was able to match these up, but here’s the corresponding shot from my camera:
90% of my memories of Granny look like this. I’m starting to wonder how much of my life was spent standing on the front porch of the farm getting my picture taken. The only real difference between this and most of the other instances is that she wasn’t using her Polaroid. Maybe this was Mom’s camera.
Chess set in a shop window in Hot Springs, Arkansas
I really did miss my calling as a beefcake model, didn’t I?
(I figure I’ve embarrassed mom enough for a while, it’s time to turn the scanner on myself.)
Dad is in Pittsburgh this week, so knowing Mom, she’s probably throwing a raging kegger right now and double-fisting Miller Lites like she was in this pic from a trip she and Dad took to the Florida Keys back in the 80s.
HA!
Actually, to anyone who knows my mom, they know the funny thing about this photo is that if she actually drank both of these beers she probably would have been sound asleep in about half an hour.
I mean, my innocent eyes can only guess what’s going on.
But whatever it was they were up to, I’m glad they did.
Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad!
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As you may notice, I’ve raided Mom’s photo chest again. Those of you familiar with the blog know what that means … the return of the long-dormant Nostalgia Tuesday posts. (Check the category on the right hand nav if you wanna catch up.) Fasten your seatbelts. I’ve got some great stuff!
If only there were a way that Comic Sans could have died at the end…