Some Photos for Michael

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Hi Little Brother.  I told you I'd put some photos up on the web.  Well, here they are.  My wife caught me asleep and took this one last spring.  That cat next to me is a stray that was living out at our grandma's house for about the last seven or eight years.  I've been feeding it all this time, and so I thought I'd just bring it to our place.  We have six cats now, mainly because our kids kept bringing them home. 

You might want to stay tuned to this page.  I'll put some more pictures up later on, just as soon as I can dig them out. 

   

You & Robert

To the left is a decent shot of you and Bobby (I guess we call him "Robert" these days).  This is in front of our old place in Louisville, if you don't recognize it.

This is mostly how I remember you guys.  Look how bad you are!  You can tell by the look on your face that you're a really bad kid! 

 
Here you guys are with mom in about 1978.

 

 

 
Here's a good one.  I think you were about 8-10 months old.  This is a huge photograph--5 megs.  Might take a while to download. 

 

 

 
Another huge photo--good one of you.  We used to call you "Bicky-baby" because Robert couldn't say "Michael."  Maybe you remember that, I don't know.  But we told him to call you "Mike."  That became "Mick."  Then "Micky."  Then "Bicky."  Sorry if I embarrass you, but you were a really good, happy kid.  I don't think you cried but three or four times the whole time you were a baby.

You were too busy laughing! 

   

 

 

Mom
Left: here's mom when she was about two years old.  Miranda looked almost exactly like her when she was that age.

Check it out.

 

 

 I think this is mom in Acapulco, 1979-80. 

Mom on her wedding night to your dad-- I think. I'm pretty sure that this photo was taken at Omar Shalash's house here in Lex., in the summer of '71(?). 

 

 

Various Photographs

A shot of the creek near Esther's place on Johnston Rd.

 

 
Not a very good shot of Esther's house last winter, after the ice storm. 

 

 
A shot last spring  looking west from Esther's front yard.

 

 
Here's a 1957 photograph of our grandfather (with fish) and our great-uncle, Bill Oliver.  You know, I see a resemblance in you and our grandfather.  Uncle Bill is still living, incidentally.  I don't think you've ever met him.

 

 

 
Our place in Louisville, Dec. '75.

 

 
   

More to come.  Tell me when to stop.