Yup, it's my birthday. I am a happy 72 year old. Today I offer a short history of me.
Born in Bridgeport, Connecticut on this date in 1946.
My dad holding little old me.
Yesterday, my dad would have been 110. We had cake, but I didn't remember to take a photo of it.
Mom putting my socks on, apparently I would begin to undress myself once placed on a blanket
Here I am, now living in California. The sun and wind are in my face, hence the look there. My dad holding tight and my dear cousin, Charles Clark to my left.
It's Easter, I'm about 10. Pink and grey suit, gloved and a little hat that is not visible.
Sixteen and trying to get a good smile going.
Wedding day July 22, 1967. My mother and me.
I love you, mama.
A kiss for luck and we're on our way. My Don and I leaving the wedding reception. The first day of 41 1/2 years together.
We've got 2 girls that fill my heart with love. I'm about 28.
There came a son also. Filling my heart even more.
I am closing in on 40, if not already there.
Birds of prey and 60ish me.
Then before you could blink an eye, I was 70.
There I am at my 70th birthday with my sister, Patricia.
But today, July 20, 2018 I am 72 and so thankful I could write a blog post all about myself. Wait, I'll go take a photo.
I give thanks to the Lord for my life, for my family, my friends and my good health and for my home.
