Back to the 90's

I've been searching for our 1986 income tax records.  As always, I got sidetracked and ended up reminscing and scanning pictures from the 1990's.

Oldest grandson, Arick, with my parents.  Daddy had cancer and lived less than a year after this was taken, I believe.  

Here I am posing with a chow we had back then, Brandy, in front of a garden.  In the far background you can see several individual calf hutches; I'd sometimes have fifteen or twenty at a time.  I also kept calves in the hog-houses in the background, on the left.  

My two oldest grandkids stayed with us for about a month one summer.  Arick kept me hopping, let me tell you.  

This is how happy I look after finding morel mushrooms.  Nice outfit I'm wearing, eh?  

I wish my backside looked like that nowadays.  I was babysitting Arick while his mom finished school, and I walked every day back then.  Arick loved it.  


The more I look at these old pictures, but more I realize why my knees are bad.