Can anything be the beginning when you are 69+ years old? Even though I tried to write one before I am still saying this is the beginning. Just like today is the first day of the rest of your life. The first time I tried to be relevant to the going on's of the day and the week it usually was stuff that made me angry. This time I am going to write about what I see and feel . is it relevant to me or you? Most likely no but it will be what I am thinking of at the moment.

Some of you that know me may be surprised at how little you really do know about me. I do hope that you will enjoy looking at the photographs you will find on this site. After all that what the site is for. The photos will say more than my words.

Before I go much further I do need to thank my parents for making me the crazy person I am. Both products of the great depression. Shirley the first to go to college a woman who never had a chance to live her dreams. I believe she sacrificed a lot for her husband, Harvey, and her family. For a couple of years took the bus from Random Lake to Elkhart Lake to teach school while her husband worked his / their store. Harvey loved his store. He loved interacting with the people in the community. When I say that I do believe he would have been happier if he had been a commercial artist.so now I am learning how to do this. I am not sure Shirley would have understood this or for that matter anything else I have done. saying all that they never discouraged me from being crazy. When I came home from Layton School of Art never complained about the long hair and the beard. When I told them I was working never a word of horror and shock. So I do thank them for all that. I was not a very good older brother to Lynette and Blaine but they at least still talk to me.

To wrap this up for today I ask you to please check back from time to time to look for different photos and more ramblings relevant or irrelevant and shoot me an email if you like