1986 or so

Louise, Sarah, Reta...... just one of my favorite photos. Looks like we are heading for the sauna.

Dad, Any Year, Every Year

Here is Dad, confused. It doesn't matter what year this picture was taken. It could be any year.

You do sort of wonder what is going through his mind though....hmmmmm.

Sarah holds something other than wine glass

Concerned that she was only pictured with a wineglass in her hands, I dug out this photo circa 1998 (?) where her hands were carrying a much heavier load.

Anna's debut at the Camp

Well, here you have it...Grump is holding Anna and neither of them are crying. Anna is only about 1 month old here (August 2005) but she requested to go to the Camp. We shared the camp with Arl and his family this weekend so there was lots of entertainment for the girls.




We got back up to the camp later that fall for another family trip. Lily was clearly getting the hang of things. Anna needed some prompting.




Of course, the trip is not complete unless one goes down to the Morse Farm for playing with tractors... goats and eating maple creamies.




...and a couple of photo opps for Lily. The stump is a source of lots of enjoyment... and back ache, depending on how you are using it.

The Next Generation...

I can't even remember how old I was when Dad first got the camp, but a lot of traditions have been started since then (about which I'm hoping we can begin to document here.) So, we've all gotten older and the grandkids (well, Zach anyways) are already reproducing. I'm just trying to get up to speed with my own contributions to the family lineage...and wanted to make sure "The Camp" is part of their childhood memories. Here are some pics of one of Lily's first visits to the camp in 2004 (with Mom, Reta, and Dad, Andy, in supporting roles.)

There appears to be a chapeau theme going on here.

The Year of the External Fixator- 1989

Here is George resting his leg. In an effort to sell "the boat" Dad suffered a compound fracture while trying to swing a marine battery overboard from a 10 foot ladder. It brought his modeling career to an abrupt halt and put him into the external fixator- basically a metal lobster cage surrounding the broken ankle and held in place by several screws going directly into the bone.

While it brought some puttering to an end it did not keep him from teasing anyone who came within an arms length. That is Reta getting a back rub.... look at all that hair







The girls- left to right Susan, Sarah, Reta Abby... all related by teeth. This is us horizontally....






....and vertically.

Work Weekend 1998

Here are a couple of photos from work weekend 1998- a time when as many of us as possible get together to watch Arlon work. Top row: Emma, Andy, unidentified friend of Charlotte, David. Bottom row: Reta, Charlotte, Peg, Sarah, Arlon. We clearly should not be holding power tools.







Peg, Emma, David, Sarah, Andy, Reta and Arlon kneeling on the dock. I do believe that is me, Sarah, holding a glass of red wine. I think we should have a contest to see who can guess the number of times Sarah will be captured on film holding a glass of wine.