"Yay Eli, you're a tree sloth." - Julie Burton, "It's Your Move"
I’ve always been proud that my first words came relatively early at about nine months and I began taking my first steps and walking alone at ten months and eleven months respecitvely. Proud as if these accomplishments came as a result of some intense training and unprecedented skill levels. The fact is that I was simply ready […]
As I began to edge my way into the Summer of 1972, I was beginning to get the itch to move my 21 pound 8 oz body around. By June, I was beginning to pull myself up into a standing position. By August, I would be standing without support. But in between these periods, I […]
The first wedding that I ever attended was on May 20, 1972. My aunt Bev was marrying a fellow that she had met at the Catholic Young Person’s Club (CYPC), the same organization in which my parents had met. My future uncle, young Ed Tangeman was attending an outdoor volleyball game in late October of 1971 with […]
So, you may be asking yourself, what exactly was Brad up to during the Spring months of 1972? Well, I was defintely too young to ingrain any of my shenanigans onto a readable section of my inner brain. But fortunately, my Mom kept a Sweet Baby Days keepsake and memory jogger. It indicates that in […]
In juxtaposition to a previous photo posting from 1972, “Inside John Glenn ‘72” - which again, refers to the street on which my family lived until 1973 rather than the astronaut himself - here is the sequel, “Outside John Glenn ‘72.” Here you will find some nice colorful photos taken on the outside of our little abode […]