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This was my first car. Notice the rare black leather interior, most deloreans had gray. This may be a cool car but for me it was a prison. It was like driving in a coffin, I was too separated from the outside world. I like convertibles.
This was my third(fourth?) car. By far it was my favorite car of all time. I loved the power of the 302 and how driving it made me feel like I was one with the road. And, I drove top down (or off in this case) all the time even in rain and cold weather. It was not a pleasant ride, and it would be too hash for most people, but man it was great. I loved it so much that when the crank shaft broke, I went out and bought another Bronco.
ahh, little baby chicks. They're so cute. Until you consider that they are all dead now. This was taken in 1989. All those chicks were either killed by animals or died of old age. (we never ate any of our chickens) But they were cute and fun while they lasted, and I look forward to the day when I can get a new brood
This is from our trip to devil's tower (1985)
A picture of me, whatever. For some reason I don't have of pic of me on my 4-wheeler
Me and Grandma Ruth.
A photo of my dad taken about '81 or '82. What is interesting here is not what is in the photo but the photo its self. It was taken with an ancient camera, that's why it's in black and white. I'm not sure how I came into possession of the camera, but it looked like it was from the 50's or early 60's with a green plastic case. The camera was so old we had to special order the film for it.
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