Ah, they grow so fast

So a few years later someone had the foresight to see that we were all properly dressed and I'm thinking it must have been about 1967. I think this because Guy (that baby again) swam like a fish when he was 4, and if you look closely behind us all, the pool was in the process of being built. I am wearing the one and only garment that mom sewed for me. That green jumper with yellow circles. Isn't it lovely? Karen looks so hip and groovy!! I can almost imagine those white knee boots! Dan, who by the by turns 55 today looks nothing like a hippie. In fact we all look like we're ready for church!

What's For Dinner?

I grew up in Granada Hills, California during the 60's in an Ozzie and Harriet type family and can honestly say I had the best childhood. Until they brought my little brother home from the hospital. I was quite happy as the baby in the family and don't know why they had to change the two girl/one boy ratio to two each. But they did and eventually I adjusted. Okay, I'm still adjusting.

My Dad, who is this year going to be a lively 76 years old, has always been the comic in the family and I just love spending time with him. He's always got a joke and an innocent look no matter how guilty he may or may not be in a prank. (more of 'those' pranks later and I'm sure more guilt than innocence despite the facial expression)

Growing up when one of the four of us kids would ask, "What's for dinner?" my Dad would always answer "Fish heads and rice." I don't know why. I suppose I should ask. It was never, not even once, ever served at our dinner table. But the threat was there on any and every occassion and opportunity.


Welcome to my blog. I'll have fish heads with my rice please.