A cup from the 1893 world’s fair. The initials (HLW) are those of my mom’s grandfather’s sister (so, my…great-grand-aunt or something?), Harriet Wills (we think).
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I posted on Instagram for a few years, but have stepped away in favor of keeping my content under my own control. This tag collects all posts imported to here from my Instagram account.
Proof! Proof that Alaska is sometimes a bit of a time warp! #blockbuster #blockbustervideo #vhs
Dad and me. Mom says this was at her parents’ house in Indianapolis in December of ’73, the day he came home from a tour stationed in Thailand during the Vietnam War. I’d be about eight months old.
Me and Kev, August of 1992. Mom’s comment: “These are the children of parents who decided it wasn’t worth worrying about what they did with their hair.” 😂
Kevin and me, late ’90s sometime. I miss my “DIE YUPPIE SCUM” shirt (which was most frequently pronounced as if it was German: “dee yoopee skoom”)!
My mom’s engagement announcement portrait.
Heading up to Alaska to help mom out for a few days. Unexpected adventures!
Book thirty-six of 2017: First Strike (Invasion! Book One), by Diane Carey. ⭐️⭐️⭐️
Book thirty-five of 2017: Dreams of Distant Shores, by Patricia A. McKillip. ⭐️⭐️⭐️ (Endeavor Award finalist)
Apparently it’s National Chocolate Chip Cookie Day. Definitely worth celebrating!
