Me, my mom and an unknown child on the beach in California (I forget where). I had just graduated from San Joaquin Delta College. It was all just a blur.
No idea who the baby is… my cousin Deana maybe?
Thank God the draft ended before I was old enough. I’d have made Charlie Sheen look like Rambo. Rebel without a clue. Headband?? HEADBAND?? What was I thinkin? Still desperately seeking a clue. The other culprits (from left to right) my little sister Paula, my Grandmother and my cousin Laurie, who always looked much cooler than me.
This photo was found via websearch and linked from the Blogger.com blog Unravelling. (look for the word family.)
Good grief. The old saying goes ‘They broke the mold after they made him’ – looks like they broke the mold while they were makin this kid… Had a barber tell me once that my head was shaped ‘like a Coke bottle with the top broken off’. He was a weird man… ‘Monk’ they called him… and not for his monastic habits either.
Two of the finest people I’ve ever known: my Uncle Les Walsh and his wife Bobby (one of my mother’s sisters).
Rest in Peace Bobby. My elegy to her is here.
Nowadays they call this ‘child abuse’. That poor dog, he lived in fear. I was fourth of five kids and I think my ma just sorta burned out at that point. She was mostly amused by me bein nuts. Of course my dad, well, who do you think took this?
If only I’d been born later, Calvin Klein would have loved me.
The folks and ‘the boys’. Passerbys were probably thinking “must live near a nuke plant”.
Left to right: My Father, George, me, my mother Shirley and my brother David.
I still remember Kennywood Park – I was so lucky to have gone there as a kid. The Thunderbolt was my favorite ride. Worst ride – that damn tippy ark-thingy. Scared me so bad I still have nightmares. THANKS DAD!
My cousin Joe Walsh‘s daughters. (click thumbnail for larger image)
From left-to-right: Annie, Casey, Leslie, Megan.
Congratulations to Leslie on her graduation (last year)!
One of the waterfalls on the North St. Vrain river below Button Rock Dam (TerraServer).
Saw this on a concrete-pumper truck control panel. I think this is the most graphic warning label I’ve ever seen (and I’ve seen a few). Definitely would leave a mark.