I was home from Idaho, where I had been going to high school. I wanted some pictures of you, to remember you by, because you were growing up so fast. You must have been maybe three or four here, which would make it 1976-77, or thereabouts. There's that old motor-home, mom used to drive me to school in. Looks like I was trying to get it in the picture too. Boy was it ever a gas hog.
I think of all of my brothers, you had the most nicknames. We called you, Phidge, Phidgedoley, Phlip, Curly Locks, and Budla, just to name a few, I can remember. You were such a cute little boy, with all of that blond curly hair. But you were a real mischievous bugger too. You loved nothing better, than to try to give us all heart attacks, with your antics. Like climbing the front of the tall bookcase, and sitting on the top of it, next to the ceiling, or climbing up, and sitting on the top of the piano. You really liked to shinny up things, that is for sure.
You were a very active, and very cheerful little soul, and I sure do miss the fact, that I had to go away to school, so didn't get to watch you grow up.
Your dad, and your grandpa, were two of the finest men, you could ever want to meet, and like myself, who also didn't get to know my own dad, I always wished there were more pictures.
I have nothing but fond memories of Uncle Harry. He was always making things for sis and me. He had a wood-shop in his garage, and he made us wooden toys. I remember he made us a Chinese Checker board, or some such game, that you used marble's on, and a large toy chest too, tho Angie took that, even tho her name wasn't on it. I never could figure that one out?! Since it had Linda and I, and I think Toby's names painted on it. Oh well, she was ever one to think, what was yours was hers. Funny how some people are like that. I always thought it very odd.
Anyway dear brother, I hope you enjoy these pictures, for this post was written up, just for you.