Dad at 22 and 23

Here's a few slides of Dad from the same batch as those of Mom yesterday.

This first slide is labelled "XMas 1970." It looks like Dad is eating a chocolate. In December 1970 he was 22.

Below: Dad reading on the couch, April 1971 and, below that, mowing the yard out behind the little house, by the creek, July 1971.

These two are after his birthday in 1971, so he would be 23 by the time of these slides.

The Family, 1983

Jumping now to December 1983 (and a particularly dorky photo of myself ... thank you, braces for correcting this), here's the family. Jessica at 9 months, Jeremy two months short of five, and I'm a month shy of 10.

The couch we're on is the old spindle bed that was converted into a couch with the addition of some pillows.

Horsie ride

At 22 months old, I apparently loved horsie rides.

Can you spot: a copy of TV Guide? Extra points if you can figure out which issue it is and who's on the cover.

My father and I

I've recently pulled several boxes of slides from the basement of my parents' house and purchased a new scanner with the ability to scan slides.

In this slide: my father and I in September of 1974. I was eight months old. My father is wearing his West Side Air Conditioning uniform.