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Flashback Friday

Now that the dust has settled and the Holidays become memory, we turn once again to the archive photos that have dominated Flashback Friday for the past couple of months. They are representative of a fantastic childhood, one any kid would have loved. Supportive parents, cool brothers, and while not rich by any means, we never knew want. A small cadre of great small-town friends and people who populated that town we liked and respected. Wouldn't have traded it for anything. Now, back to Seaton.



Mark and I playing 


One of Marj's creative poses. Phil is about too big to fit the shelf.  And aren't Mike and Mark having fun.
  


This is a neighborhood parade and that is our newly built house in the background. 


That's Phil in the middle but dang if I know who his friends are, but guessing Terry Seaton on the left and Kim Kingry on the right.


Just like herding cats, huh, Marj?


In new duds and anxious for Christmas.


Having fun in the snow.  That's Mark in the foreground and me next to the tree.


Bathtime.

If any of these look familiar, they might be.  Due to a change-over to a different file, some of these may have been duplicated from earlier posts.  We are just about done with these old pics and will try to get to other stuff here soon.  Thanks for bearing with us.  This started because I heard from Mark's kids asking for more old pics of their Dad so that's why Flashback Fridays have been consumed with these oldies.  It will soon change and we'll go on to to other things.  Until then just bear with us and enjoy the great old black and white photography.    

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