Monday, September 27, 2010
My dad was another story. I don't remember seeing photos of him taken as a child, his parents divorced when he was seven. He never saw his father again. He didn't have contact with his father's family until the mid sixties when his aunt was looking for relatives. We then got connected with some of his family. They are from England, we made some connections and I have a large family tree going back to the 1400's.
I have been cleaning out my mothers bedroom and have found a small treasure trove of dad photos. My parents saved a lot of things, the hospital bill from my oldest brothers birth, pay receipts from the army, discharge papers, my mothers grade school report cards, etc.
To the left is my dad. I know my mother was a hottie but dad was a cutie as a child.
I have a great nephew who is a dead ringer for my dad.
So here's to you dad, finally reunited with your forever sweetie in heaven.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Every morning Dyna, otherwise know as The Studio Assistant, and I head out the back door to feed the fish while Dyna waters the grass, then I head out to the road to retrieve the paper. As soon as Dyna sees me head back from the road, she runs up the front sidewalk to the front door where she waits patiently on the ramp for me to let her in.
She started this about a month ago. I hope she doesn't expect me to shovel snow off the walk in the winter!
Now Dyna has a new barn to visit and 2 new dogs to get used to.