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Our Family Grows Up

The family.  We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another’s desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together.
– Erma Bombeck –

A Dad, A Mom, and Three Daughters – our little family in 1978.

For us, the family idea means not only kin but kinship. Not only distant cousins but also close friends, neighbors, the special people in your life. In fact, everyone who feels like family.
– CP/RA – Recreation and the Family 1980 –

A brother-in-law, the nephews wife, the nephew, the brother-in-laws best friend and his wife, a son-in-law, a daughter, The Car Guy and meour Biking Family in 2008.

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  1. Hi,
    Great photos. In the 1st one it looks like that rock was put there for the family to sit and enjoy what was around them. 🙂

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  2. RVingGirl says

    Fabulous photos. The first one reminds me of a favourite place we used to picnic when we were growing up.

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    • Hi RVingGirl – We hiked up this particular creek a number of times when we were kids, so it was nice to take our own kids up there when they were old enough to fall into the water and fish themselves out…

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    • Hi yearstricken – Motorcycles, cabins and pyrogy making – aren’t those the things that cement most families together?

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    • Hi Barb – I don’t really think of myself as a biker chick! No, once I am fully contained in my helmet, chaps, armored jacket, boots and gloves, I am the Michelin man dressed in black!

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    • Hi Mark – In the first photo, The Car Guy was the only one acquainted with black leather. The rest of us didn’t embrace the lifestyle until much later!

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