"Mother isn't quite herself today." - Norman Bates, "Psycho"
Dad decided to take Denise and me on a vacation during July of 1991. He had always been fond of the white sands of the Florida panhandle so we decided on a stay in Panama City Beach. We brought along our cousin Susan to help keep Denise occupied. I can’t remember a whole heck of […]
The school season of 1991 finally came to a close. I had finished my seemingly excruciatingly long first year of college and Christi had finally graduated from high school. Her commencement cermony was held at the Nutter Center on Friday, May 31, 1991. I don’t currently have any really good photos of Christi actually graduating […]
Although I did a decent job of remembering my last week as a camper at Woodland Altars in 1990, I had only a pathetic display of photos from the trip. It was obvious that I didn’t place much importance on photos like I do today. Fortunately when I met up with my friend and fellow camper […]
I met Lee McAdams during the Summer of 1988 when Shirely Yaussy, one of our fellow Beavercreek Church of the Brethren members and a close friend of our family, suggested that I might carpool with Lee to camp Woodland Altars for our week at Youth camp. Lee lived in Tipp City and immediately accepted me as […]
On the exact same day that my future wife Lisa was turning 15 years old, on Saturday May 18, 1991, Christi and I were busy primping ourselves and stuffing ourselves into our Senior Prom duds - my black tuxedo and her blue dress and silver shoes, preparing for the final prom for both of us. […]