Elijah got his first haircut recently so I thought it was fitting to show the first time that I had my haircut. It’s hard to make that first haircut for your child. Mom and Dad got some help from Aunt Sandy and Uncle Dean to make those first snips of my hair. It looks like it was a surprise attack in the middle of a croquet game.
It’s been just over 10 years since Grandma Hinkle passed away. Here’s a photo of Grandpa and Grandma Hinkle with Michael, me, and Rachel from left to right back in 1983.
I should have used this closer to Easter, but I couldn’t pass it up. This is a photo of Grandpa Martens helping me dye some Easter eggs.
In 1987, we took a vacation to the Boundary Waters in Minnesota. There was a lot of fishing involved. I don’t have anything against it, but I don’t think I’ve been fishing since then.
Everything is turning green around here. Tulips are already blooming and most of the trees have leaves. This picture from spring of 1982 seemed appropriate for this Throwback Thursday. Mom is helping me inspect the plants coming up out of the dirt.
Next week I’ll leave the Florida trip behind, but here’s one final picture. I’ve been amazed at how much more of the trip has come back after looking at these photos. This shot shows Rachel and me with cousins Tim and Wendy. Looks like we were having fun!
Continuing with the photos from Florida, here’s a shot of me on what might be my first motorcycle ride. That’s Rachel on the bike in front of me.
I’ve only been to Disney once in my life and it was back in 1985. I don’t remember a lot from the trip except that it was neat that I got to do my homework in a hotel, the hotel had a pool, a new Shamu had just been born, and I rode It’s A Small World and Peter Pan. Mom scanned in quite a few good shots from that trip so I think I’ll use them for the next few weeks, but here’s the first one that triggered a new memory. Dad and Mom should correct me if I’m wrong, but I think I’m crying in this photo because when we hit the water, Dad slid forward and crushed me. Ha! I obviously survived and mostly forgot about it. No harm no foul. And yep, that’s cousins Tim and Wendy in the front. Uncle Dean and Aunt Sandy came with us too.
I laughed out loud when I stumbled across this photo. I look like an old man watching the news. And look at that old remote! We had that for a good chunk of my childhood and by the end you had to really mash the buttons down to get it to work. Sometimes it was easier to just get up and hit the button on the TV yourself.
