
My first picture. Also, apparently, my first Joe Cocker impersonation.

My first football game--Jets vs the BALTIMORE Colts

Here's a little game I like to call "Hide behind the curtain and scare the bejeezus out of Mommy." It was soon to be followed by the "Not sitting down for a couple of hours" game. NOT one of my favorites.

Now that the Old Man's cut me in on the will, he won't be needing THIS any more...

Here I am, helping my dad lay some pipe. (Which, if I were speaking euphemistically, would just be wrong.)

Here I am, sporting a haircut I like to call the Prince Valiant. This picture was apparently taken before the concept of barbershops...and also before the concept of self-esteem.

Here I am looking for that pony my parents promised me. The joke's on me, because I have no concept of size, and don't realize that barn is way too small for a pony. We'll see who's laughing when it comes time to put them in a home.
Dude, you're are totally stealing my thunder. But i don't mind too much. :)
ReplyDeleteI think you should relabel your first football game to Abraham and Isaac: "Lord, you give the Bills a Super Bowl ring and he's all yours."
ReplyDelete"And they came to the place which God had told him of; and Abraham built an altar there, and laid the wood in order, and bound Isaac his son, and laid him on the alar upon the wood."
Heh. Abraham laid wood.
I hope your dad didn't spike you every time someone scored a touchdown... though that might explain a few things! :~P
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