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Flashback Friday - More Young Pics



The next three pictures are poses for Christmas cards.  Like I may have mentioned or will soon, Marj created and designed her own cards.  This was back when most everyone put a picture of their kids in a card slapped a 7 cent stamp on them and sometimes it included a mimeographed letter with the year's events, too.
 

Pretty decent picture of all three of us and I don't recall if this made the final cut or not.  


I'm certain this didn't make the cut.  Focus, Mark, focus.


I haven't a clue as to where this was taken.  Apparently Marj snapped the picture with a somewhat rare picture of Herb.   


I'm guessing these next two pictures, which have not aged well are Mark and I (is that the proper English?) celebrating our 3rd birthday.  This is as good as I could get these badly faded pics.   


I clearly recollect the book and knick-knack piece of furniture right behind us.  There were rectangular holes in the top that allowed for flower planters to fit.  This was taken in the dining room with a large picture window looking out to the back yard.     


OK, what the hell is this?  Phil is wearing his six-shooter and not looking real happy, and it looks like Bill Seaton and I are in some sort of awkward embrace, with Mark in an odd recline.  Strange picture, strange pose, and let's just move along. 


An Award-winning entry in Seaton's annual Easter parade, Phillip dressed as a rabbit evidently transporting an egg with 2 chicks.  Those madcap Blythe's always ready to party.  


Phillip hovering over the twins.  


Finally, let's close this chapter with this picture.  All is smiles for now, but you just know there will be a loud pop soon and Mark will start to cry. 

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