Dave and I have just returned from another visit with my family in Bend. As you may understand, this is a difficult time for our family. I want to thank you all for your kind words, emails and prayers for my Mother. Though growing weaker every day, she hasn’t lost a bit of her mental quickness or sense of humor. Mom amazes.

Mom comes from a long-line of bakers. She is a marvelous cook – but is famous for her baking – pies, cakes, cheesecakes, breads, cinnamon rolls, cookies, etc. Mom has won several blue ribbons for her apple pie. I am working on a cookbook of my Mom’s recipes and plan to include food-related family photos in the volume. Dad has been going through old photographs for the cookbook. My sister has put thousands of old family photos on a DVD and my other siblings are gathering food-related photos of Mom. It really is interesting and fun sorting through old photographs!

I am the first of five children and the first grandchild (on my Dad’s side), so as you can imagine there are a lot of photos of me. (My poor little brother, ten years down the calendar barely has any baby pictures… albeit his photos are in color and I am in living black & white.)

Here is Princess Terry, probably just a few days old. I am being held by my maternal grandmother. Dad looks a teenager (he wasn’t) – and Mom still looks at me in the same adoring way.

I’m guessing around 6 months. (Hey, just a friendly reminder peeps, write info on the back of your old photos, will you?) I am being held by my paternal Great-Grandmother. My paternal Grandmother is standing in the back. If you can believe this – I had a Great-Grandmother until I was 43.

Look who is all dressed-up for her 1st birthday party! With a new wind-up doll too. Some things never change – look at those chubby legs and fat ankles.

I’m pretty sure I was retaining water. Or milk.

Later the same evening… diving into my birthday cake. More loot too! A slinky caterpillar toy and a rolling-thingy. Spoiled brat, no doubt.

Looky those curls! And what is with the hair on the doll? Kinda freaks me out. If I had that doll now, it would probably be worth a thousand dollars on eBay.

Who trimmed my bangs? Probably me.

I have a ton of other photos, but will not bore you tonight. Instead, I will fast-forward to yet another black & white photo of those chubby legs and ankles:

Speed Racer! Who is that tall, skinny dude running with me? Yep. My Driver! We think this was around 1976-ish. We ran a “Guys & Dolls” tag-team charity fundraiser relay in Hendricks Park in Eugene. I don’t think we won, placed or showed. One half of the team did not perform as well as the other half.

Well, that was humiliating. Seriously? Running in a turtleneck?

Until my next update, I remain, your black & white correspondent.

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