In February of 1978, we decided to take another shot with a cat, after the sad and premature demise of Ralph. Ziggy was an orange tabby with a very patient disposition who put up with my long learning curve. He was already four months old when we got him (from where, I’m not sure) so …
Photos from several untitled albums, the next in the series. Bill did one that covered 1978-1983; Barb did two over the same period. In February of 1978, we decided to take another shot with a cat. Ziggy was an orange tabby with a very patient disposition who put up with my long learning curve. He …
This post is based on an album I put together in 1976 or so called “Bill – The Story So Far,” supplemented with photos from an album that my Mom put together for me about a year later and some photos we found in Mom’s stuff after she died. This post covers our time in …
Once I got to college, summers opened up and there was the prospect of internships. Pretty much the whole time I was in college I viewed it as a sort of minimum security prison sentence — a period you had to get through in order to actually start working and making money. I was always …