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| This is a picture of me showing my good friend Grant the proper way to fill a bird bath. |
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| This is Nancy and me in Michigans' UP many years ago when I was young and had long hair. |
| This is Nancy this last fall at Russels Pond up in the White Mountains. We used to camp there a lot years ago. It's a very special place. If you go in the fall or the spring before the mobs hit you can get a nice camping spot close to the pond. Bring your canoe too. |
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| Vanities of vanities its me, again, on the white cross trail going up Grand Monadnock. Nancy and I went up in mid October in the middle of the week hoping for a nice quite day and not a huge crowd. I should of known better when I saw the school buses in the parking lot. The entire eighth grade of some school! It’s a wonder no one was hurt or lost. Hiking up our little mountains isn’t exactly Disney Land but I guess some school administrators think otherwise. |
| This is me on top of North Pack Monadnock. The north end of the Wapack trail is about a ten minute drive from the house and we hike this to the top of North Pack very often. We do it more for the exercise anymore but as I get older I stop to take pictures more often now, even if I don't have any film in the camera. Naturally I never have a "nice" picture of myself (in my opinion) and this picture makes my beard look grayer than it is. Nancy disagrees with that statement and says that if I shaved it off I would look much younger. After 30 years of marriage she has never seen me without it. I haven't seen myself without it for that matter either. |
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| Whoa! I used to be young too. What a dopey look. I used to look like that a lot. I mean a lot. Dopey looking that is. |
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| Nancy on the white cross trail. |
| October 16, 1971 |
| She made her own wedding dress. I rented mine. |