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2010 in Retrospective
It’s here; the end of 2010. You can’t help but look back over the year in retrospective once you’ve reached the end of it. I’d love to write you some poetic piece on the ups and downs of life. Or perhaps a post full of helpful business information. But, I can’t. My brain seems neither […]
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My Granny, sitting on Santa’s lap as a little girl. I ‘repaired’ and colorized this several years ago and printed it out for her. It’s still one of my all time favorite photos.
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Me, on Christmas at my Granny’s house. All I ever had was some stinky, pain in the butt, little brothers and I was always bugging my Mother for a baby sister. This doll is what I got instead of a sister. 🙂 Although a poor substitute for a little sister, I did love that doll.
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My Mother and my Aunt Karen in front of an awesome 60’s metal Christmas tree. Sometime in the late 60’s.
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Me as a cute little tot, sometime close to Christmas of 1984.
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My Grandfather on my Mother’s side. A completely random shot of him eating a banana. But, being that I love random, quirky stuff.. I love this photo.
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Back row: My mother, my cousin’s father, my Aunt Karen, my goofy father. Middle: My cousin Ashley, my Granny and me Floor: My aunt Ella and my cousin Don. A goofy partial family photo on some holiday.. Thanksgiving or Christmas. No doubt taken with a self timer on my Dad’s camera. I was in love […]
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One of my favorite photos of all time. Myself, and my cousin Ashley.. playing in a pile of sand. I’m the curly haired one (in case you weren’t sure). This photo reminds me of so many days as a child, playing outdoors, and getting nice and muddy. During the days that playing video games was […]
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My Mother and my aunt Karen next to a cannon, lord knows where. I just love that my Mother’s expression (she’s the taller one) says “Yeah, I’ll stand here, but don’t expect me to be happy about it.” 🙂
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My great grandmother, known as Granny to my Mother and her many, many cousins. She died when I was an infant, so I never knew her. But I know that my Mother and her cousins all felt about her, like I feel about my Granny. I guess being an awesome Granny just runs in the […]
