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Paratroopers. I'm the one in camouflage.
My mother documenting my shoe experience. And I am still doing things wrong...
Doing it Wrong
Family farm in Missoura. Now it is mostly small acreages. The only thing that remains is the round barn. It was originally built as a mule barn in the early 1900s.
Earliest photo I have of my mother and I. She was killed in an car crash when I was around three.
Uncle Odie. Related somehow. Made a living as a boxer for awhile.
My grandmother outlived three husbands. This is her 2nd husband. Ed worked in the Post Office. Grandma sold chicken eggs. In her earlier days she was a Rosie the Riveter. Making airplanes for the War Effort in Tulsa, OK. Fantastic Lady!
My dad's mother. Great lady. Liked to pull a cork and once worked in a book store that sold porn.
Being held by mother's maternal grandfather. Alongside is my great-grandmother and grandmother. He retired from the railroad. She did sewing and ironing.
My mother, father and I.
This is the oldest photo I have of my family line. Born in New Jersey, Hiram Bowman. History says he was a Reverend. I think it is called a Hustler today.
Still a baseball fan.
My father in the plaid shirt is standing with his younger brothers, mom and dad.
My father enjoying California.
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