Photo Album

These few pages are just for fun and to help embarrass family members as often as possible. For a real view of our photo prowess or recently updated images, please visit our public albums online at Picasaweb. Meanwhile, enjoy the humiliation....

Before I spend a lot of time embarrassing anyone else, let me be the first to be humiliated. Is that really me? My mom says this was taken when I was 12, but I have absolutely no memory of having such rosy cheeks. Love those glasses!

Stark Contrast, eh?

What the hell could have gone so wrong?!?

Here's the mountain man at the tender age of 17, during an ecology field study. After Carol took this picture, we went into the woods, smoked a joint, and made out like crazy. Well, c'mon, it was 1973. What would YOU have done?

After that last picture, it's hard to believe I came from such nice people. It has to be destiny. How else can you explain my parents' yearbook pictures appearing so closely together. It's like fate said, "I've got a lunch date. Just pick these two from this yearbook page, and get them together."

I wish I had more pictures of my parents, but the ones in my heart are as clear as if I were gazing into their eyes right now.

Can you ever say enough about your parents without sounding cliché or maudlin? I owe my brains to my dad, and my heart to my mom.

To say the least.

My dad's parents certainly lived a good life, if not a rich one. They had ten kids to feed (eight of them girls), and managed to give them all a solid moral and ethical foundation. There's not a bad one in the bunch.

Salt of the earth. Common as dirt. Good as gold.

Things didn't really start to go wrong until my generation.

My mom's parents had only three kids of their own, so they weren't so strapped. Grandpa Findlay had to have all the latest gadgets and gizmos as soon as they were available. I'm pretty sure I inherited that trait directly from him.

	Because the novelty of having kids didn't wear off until my younger brothers Dan and Scott were born, there are more pictures of me and my sister Laurie. These are my favorites.
"Alright kid, smile for the camera or Santa's little helper is gonna waste the little girl."

One of the best pictures of Dan that survived through the years. As you can see from this side-by-side comparison with a more recent photo, he looks just as good today as he did then.

The sweetest boy that ever lived. One of the reasons I don't have kids is because I knew I couldn't improve on this one.

Another reason is because my mother always told me that someday I'd have a child of my own who was just like me.

Now, how is the father of three boys supposed to maintain any control when a picture like this appears on the internet?

Scott's bright spirit shines right out of his eyes and beams from his smile, even to this day. I don't think his boys will ever be able to appreciate what lucky guys they are.

Of course I saved the best for last. No set of family pictures would be complete without at least one portrait of my dearest one. My raison d'être, my better half, my darling wife, the love of my life.

Without her, I wouldn't be here today. I wouldn't want to be.