ahahahahaha bruce patman
ahahahahaha bruce patman
I was fond of the one where Elizabeth rides a motorcycle (OMG) and crashes (OMG) and almost dies! (OMG) but instead turns into Jessica (OMG) and almost bones Bruce “1BRUCE1” Patman (OMGGGGGG) and then gets her memory back (anti-climatic). I also liked the Sweet Valley Sagas because of my love of trashy historical…
My grandfather. Born to a Colorado rancher and bank president. Got a degree in sociology and became a very young high school principal. Took a “civil service” test as moral support to a friend. Next thing he knew he had passed and “Wild Bill” Donovan recruited him to work for the OSS. Stayed on with the. CIA until he…
My dad wasn’t very involved, it was my Grandpa who helped raise me. Pictured here with my beautiful momma in Hawaii in the 70s. They’re both gone now.
My parents at their bridal shower (40+ years ago). My Dad is around 23 here. He’s still kind of a tank and the “my dad could beat up your dad” truth still remains. But my motorcycling, long-haired hippy of a father is the badass feminist. Homeschooled myself and my brother while Mom worked full-time (not religious…
A-freaking-men, Dad. Amen.
THOSE. EYES.
Poppop from his army days (he was in occupied Okinawa, Japan) with a puppy.
Found another! My dad and me when I was 4 or 5. Happiest I’ve ever been.
Finally, my father (who died a year ago at 94) in his U.S. Army uniform, visiting home in Yonkers in 1942:
Could post a picture of my dashing dad, but this V-Mail from late 1944 is better.
Dad at 16 and Grandpa Yevgeny (mom’s dad) probably at some ridiculously young age.
This is my grandfather, who was a merchant marine in WWII
Parents being QT’s 1970s.
Lower right hand corner
Grandpa Jack was a handsome fella.
Here’s my handsome, Italian gramps. :)
May I present to you, my grandpa Robin. You’re welcome.
My Dad, José, in all his handsomeness -
As near as we can work out, the photo booth pic is Dad at 18-19 in the early 1940’s. The pic with the truck is 1951, so he would be about 29 there.