|Above is my younger sister Brenda (now 18!!!) with her new boyfriend (boyfriend?) Keith Fisher, 21. I think Keith is feeling a little uncomfortable around the two older brothers.|
Darrel (24 years) is overjoyed that he has a new pair of jeans...now he can throw away that skirt forever. And those sneakers bordering the photo are mine...I call these the "birthing" photo series. If Darrel had been full grown when he was born in 1964, this is what Mommy would have seen, except naked and crying, and I'll try not to let that image enter my brain for now.
Below, Michael (me) is fascinated with the new reflective disc-on-a-stick. Wow...this is some high-tech stuff.
|I like this picture because we both look so happy.|
This again is my favorite uncle, Lawrence Paul, born June 16, 1928 (for some reason I don't have many pictures of my father). I was in a very jovial mood during this visit in late 1988, early 1989. I had survived my first year in Japan, and finally, finally started competing. The results were promising, although no wins. I wore my race T-shirts for most of the visit (because they give you so many) and I gave all my trophies and plaques I'd won in 1988 to my mother to place in my bedroom.
It was odd...my father was always so proud of me for joining the Air Force, and every time I'd win something or get some kind of recognition, I'd give it to my mother and she'd put it on my side of the bedroom which my brother and I had shared. I called it my "shrine" but poor Darrel had to see it every day. He was also annoyed that Mom burned bacon in front of it every day.