Ma & Pop on their wedding day.

Ma &  Pop out for a day hike in southern California. 
Looks like the 80's.  Dad never could cup the bill of the hat correctly.

Mom, at her happiest. 
A turkey dinner, the best ever made.

Mom, in good spirits after her first stroke.  Her right arm and side paralyzed after the experience.

After mom died on the second stoke a year later, she was supposed to go into a special flower vase, but did fit very well.  She ended up in the penguin pot (an art deco ice server).  Seem to be happy there.

My grandfather Ealie (mom's side), when he was only 21 in 1908. 
A handsome man!

My mom's parents and siblings.

Grandpa, pop, and me at the grandparents farm in Kentucky.  Water was a hand pump, and the bathroom was outside.  Yup, we're talking backwoods.

Me and my grandparents (dad's side), Merle and Heti.

The Woosley homestead house in Kentucky.

The Jackson homestead house in Arkansas before it was burnt down.

A very rare painting of the only known surviving image of the Jackson homestead house in its  prime.

Me and mom on vacation.  Looks about 1959.

Mom and her favorite dog (such that it was), Pierre.  Now that they're both gone, I can say that I hated that dog.

My sister, Donna, in her Easter Sunday best. 
Looks like 1963.

My sister in her 'terrorize me' years, looking innocent here.

Dad with his happy face.

My sister, looking a little like a movie star wannabe.

Me, looking forward towards my first motorcycle.

This is me, in a typical 'look nice for the camera' photo for my mom.  I think there are hundreds of photos just like this in the archives.

See, here's another, this time sporting a fancy bow-tie.

Me, in the 70's.  God, I'm glad those times have died and gone away.  I'd be getting a big fashion citation here.

Another shot which scares the hell out of me.  Apparently, no place in France was safe from my antics.

Me in the 80's, now in Oregon. 
Not bad fishing for a couple of hours.