We’ve changed a bit since these school photos, there’s no debate.
We were fortunate to have Mrs. Winona Stewart as our sixth grade teacher. Whatever possessed me to write our names under the pics, in pen?

We’ve changed a bit since these school photos, there’s no debate.
We were fortunate to have Mrs. Winona Stewart as our sixth grade teacher. Whatever possessed me to write our names under the pics, in pen?
From the archives of birthday posts.
Happy 41st!
Love, Ma
I think my face says it all. Happy you were born!
What a difference a year makes . From the archives
Reblogged post from ten years ago -remembering when we could be together (the Elbow Room in Pittsburgh) doesn’t even exist anymore.
“Monday night Steve and I went to dinner at the Elbow Room (Pittsburgh) to celebrate his birthday. I asked him which of his birthdays was his happiest birthday ever. “Last year!” he said. We were out at Mark and Erika’s and the kids helped blow out the candles, eyeballs for the ophthalmologist. Laura had made the cake with the kids’ help decorating it. James made him a shirt with his favorite cat Fred sniffing the flowers. Mark gave him a book about Where They are Buried and Erika found some really nice summer shirts for him. It was a fun party. His best ever! The children really make life fun! Happy Birthday(2009) Steve.”
Happy Birthday Steve.
From the archives