15 Photos Challenge Round 20.5

More photos from 1998

Stopping by Jamie and Meredith’s in Hyannis
Biplane action on Cape Code
Up, up, and away!
Rare flight in a biplane
In the fog on the way to Nantucket on the ferry
Low visibility. High antics.
Sporting an ace bandage from a bicycle wipe out.
Carl and Alicia’s boat on Nantucket
Starting the school year with a new computer from Tiger Direct. Dial up internet?
Vamping on the new device. Ggrrr!
I remember this polo shirt! And hair cut!
Half a roll of film on these antics at Mount Ascutney.
Hawaiian themed Christmas in Hopkinton.
RIP Dad!
Jonathan and Marco in their glory
Camera door had a problem I had not yet repaired. Have a spooky quality to the images.
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15 Photos Challenge Round 19.5

Made some corrections and added some photos from 1997. This is second part of 1997.

Hanging with one of Bob and Darsie’s dogs.

Bob teaching Marco how to make pasta from scratch.

Now Marco’s favorite chore, but a chance to mug for the camera makes it bearable.

Mascoma Lake. I remember the moment the photo was taken and the location, but don’t remember what who we were visiting or what we’re holding in this photo.

My supervisor at Upper Valley Teacher Training Institute, Joanna Carr. She was so good to me and helped me believe in myself. This is graduation. The beginning of a new career.

I remember hanging out on the beach and using up a roll of film but can’t remember where we were. Cape Cod? New Hampshire?

It was cool out. We had the beach to ourselves. Just enjoying the air.

For all I know this could have been Maine. We took so many short trips to the coast.

A happy kid. Fresh like the ocean.

Marco came to school one day when he was on vacation and I wasn’t. We were learning about Ancient Greece and Rome. Having a toga party.

Just out of the water at Lake George.

Focusing skills not always perfect, but captures the mood.

The ledge down at the point. Same place I learned how to swim as a child.

My mom, Beth Day. Having a little float.

Here’s mom on Christmas day. Not sure who took this but the focusing was a little off. Still a nice smile.

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15 Photos Challenge Round 26.5

Adding a post for the second half of 1994.

Probably after going down a water slide. Maybe at Great Escape in New York.

One of our selfies with a camera that needed to be focused.

At a party for work. Kids were invited.

At the Whale’s Tale in New Hampshire with Jeff. Taken by Jonathan.

Jamie at his wedding. RIP. Carly Keller on left. The kids had a blast that day.

Jeff and I were stuck in traffic in his VW bus on our way to Highgate, VT, for a Grateful Dead concert.

Another one of our selfies.

Jeff and I at his apartment in Hartland. Taken by Marco.

Cookout at Jeff’s with his VW bus in background.

At Jeff’s where we placed Marco’s pumpkin that he won by guessing the weight.

Hiking. Taken by Marco.

Hiking. Taken by Jeff.

My mom having a good laugh. Scruffy behind her. Linda’s dog in front.

Probably a gift from my parents. Marco must’ve received a watch. Cool in his shades.

My brother on the left. Dad in the middle. RIP. Probably cousin’s son on the right. Christmas.

Dad receiving some pruning shears. RIP.

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15 Photos Challenge Round 38

Deconstructing a physical photo album from 1986, my son’s first year of life. I’m certain that I no longer want to keep my entire photo collection. I’m going through and selecting what I feel are the best photos, those that represent that time and place. Had been selecting 15 photos from each year to scan and save. So much changes so fast in babyhood, however, that I’m doing 15 photos for first four months, second four months, and third four months instead. My process has evolved somewhat as I’ve gone through so many albums. I now scan as many photos as I think are good, put them on my hard drive, and then pick the 15 best. Takes a little longer but it somehow makes it easier to choose.

Went on a walk at Jonathan’s house with Julie who took the picture.
Riding a horse at the Aylward’s house.
Good looking baby
Eating an orange
Visiting a friend who snapped a photo of us. That teething toy got a lot of use.
Flying to Martha’s Vineyard in a seven-seater
Spent Thanksgiving at Martha’s Vineyard. This was right before a walk around a cove by ourselves while everyone else slept.
Evenings at the Aylward’s (big night out in Vermont countryside) typically involved a lengthy bath for Jonathan and Marco.
Taking the boys for a walk in the same stroller this time. It’s better together!
Wild times with our good friends Julie and Jonathan. Thal was there, too. Likely playing piano.
Christmas with the cousins, Jessica and Katie Brockunier.
Christmas at Aunt Nancy’s house. RIP
Crawling around our apartment
In a sweater knitted by Aunt Phyllis. RIP
Fell asleep in the arms of good friend and ally, Jeff Skelding. Listening to a cassette!
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15 Photos Challenge Round 37

Deconstructing a physical photo album from 1986, my son’s first year of life. I’m certain that I no longer want to keep my entire photo collection. I’m going through and selecting what I feel are the best photos, those that represent that time and place. Had been selecting 15 photos from each year to scan and save. So much changes so fast in babyhood, however, that I’m doing 15 photos for first four months, second four months, and third four months instead. My process has evolved somewhat as I’ve gone through so many albums. I now scan as many photos as I think are good, put them on my hard drive, and then pick the 15 best. Takes a little longer but it somehow makes it easier to choose.

I did not know that this was called “Tummy Time” until 30 years later when my son’s children were doing it.
Oh we had fun in the baby buggie! It was an old-fashioned contraption that could bounce like crazy. Love the tongue sticking out.
Uncle Tom on left and Ingrid on right in the dark. We were at Aunt Linda’s apartment getting ready for her college graduation.
That face signifies the ultimate happiness of my lifetime. Could never get enough of it.
Dark shot but a meaningful moment. Marco and Jonathan became lifelong friends on this afternoon.
The rolls of baby flesh!
Music festival on waterfront in Burlington with Aunt Linda
Taking a nap down on a river in Central Vermont with Ingrid.
Down by the river being cute as a button.
At Lake George meeting his great grandmother with his grandmother.
Teething
Wearing a T-shirt given to him by his grandmother who was Director of Admissions at Tuck School
Cool pic of Ingrid in shades holding the cutest baby ever born
Never a good eater as a baby, here’s Marco as I try to get him to sit still and eat some Cheerios.
Swimming in the river with good friend and ally, Jeff. I was afraid he would float off with the current.

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15 Photos Challenge Round 36

Deconstructing a physical photo album from 1986, my son’s first year of life. I’m certain that I no longer want to keep my entire photo collection. I’m going through and selecting what I feel are the best photos, those that represent that time and place. Had been selecting 15 photos from each year to scan and save. So much changes so fast in babyhood, however, that I’m doing 15 photos for first four months, second four months, and third four months instead. My process has evolved somewhat as I’ve gone through so many albums. I now scan as many photos as I think are good, put them on my hard drive, and then pick the 15 best. Takes a little longer but it somehow makes it easier to choose.

My mom, Beth, with Marco. Shortly after birth. I was so in love with him!
My dad (RIP) and Marco at about one week old or less.
Here he is! One week old. So adorable I could not stand it!
My brother coming to check out Marco straight from Killington
Terrible backlighting but I’ve come to appreciate the outline of our shape. Also gives a hint of how cold and white it was outdoors. Marco was born the day of a terrible ice storm and the weather went on being intense for quite a while.
Baby bath!
My father’s mother, Beatrice, with Marco. My own baby pictures in background.
This face just killed me and still does.
Starting to stretch out and be awake more.
Still didn’t have good lighting but Marco was wide awake for this photo! I sewed his pajamas.
About six weeks old. Starting to smile but not in this photo.
Outside at maybe two months old. It was a warm winter day. Sun was bright.
Marco and his Grannie.
Again with his Grannie. Maybe three or four months old. I remember that walrus sweatsuit.
Tummy time yawn

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15 Photos Challenge Round 35

Deconstructing a physical photo album from 1987. I’m certain that I no longer want to keep my entire photo collection. I’m going through and selecting what I feel are the best photos, those that represent that time and place. Had been selecting 15 photos from each year to scan and save. So much changes so fast in babyhood, however, that I’m doing 15 photos for half a year instead. My process has evolved somewhat as I’ve gone through so many albums. I now scan as many photos as I think are good, put them on my hard drive, and then pick the 15 best. Takes a little longer but it somehow makes it easier to choose.

Big night out with a toddler in Vermont is going to a friend’s house so our toddlers can play. That sometimes involved bath time together like in Roman times.
My dad loved his hammock at Lake George. It was his respite from the world. He read and slept there. When I think of him, I like to think of him at permanent rest in his hammock overlooking the lake. We scattered some of his ashes there. RIP Dad. ❤️
Local swimming hole. Dammed up Ottaquechee River in Hartland. Lots of time spent playing there.
Gwen lived across the road in our rural Vermont home. These two played together quite a bit.
Marco was fascinated by wheels.
Our good friend and ally, Jeff, went to a concert with us. This was either a watermelon or a popsicle he was feeding Marco.
This was a Lake Sunapee in New Hampshire. It was a fun filled day but Marco came down with chicken pox the next morning.
This is the same day at Lake Sunapee. One of my favorite all time photos because we had such a great day with Jeff. Marco loved the beach as evidenced by the sand all over him.
My dad gave Marco this purple Little Tykes car. I think this was the day of my grandmother’s memorial service and relatives were in town.
Rarely have I included a landscape photo in this collection but this is iconic of my life at Lake George where I’ve been going for 63 years. This is the same view as from the hammock where I like to think my dad is still swinging.
And here we all stand. This was my grandmother’s memorial service though we all look happy.
The morning of my grandmother’s memorial service we were hanging out in my dad’s boat in his yard.
This costume was made at daycare.
One of my favorite photos. Santa or someone gave me a down comforter and Marco did his toddler thing in it.
Here’s Tom opening a Christmas present.
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15 Photos Challenge Round 34

Deconstructing a physical photo album from 1987. I’m certain that I no longer want to keep my entire photo collection. I’m going through and selecting what I feel are the best photos, those that represent that time and place. Had been selecting 15 photos from each year to scan and save. So much changes so fast in babyhood, however, that I’m doing 15 photos for half a year instead. My process has evolved somewhat as I’ve gone through so many albums. I now scan as many photos as I think are good, put them on my hard drive, and then pick the 15 best. Takes a little longer but it somehow makes it easier to choose.

Antique wooden high chair was my mother’s as a child. He wouldn’t stay in it long because he was a mover!
Baby basket evolved into a playspace. Rare undiapered baby moment.
Early in my cross country ski career I wore jeans.
Fell asleep in car and finished nap in his snow pants.
Time honored winter tradition of going to the mall for exercise. Learning to walk!
Many hours of play in the tub.
Attended my cousin’s birth. That’s Melissa who has a toddler now with another baby on the way.
Okay I guess the undiapered moments were not that rare. But they were short!
Marco and his Aunt Linda.
Hanging out in my 1980 Dodge Omni. Stick shift.
No context.
In truck with his Papa. That is a tear in his eye. He was sleepy is all.
Just having eaten his first ever toll house cookie. Look what it did to his eyes.
Product placement: “Have all the Sunmaid Raisins you want, Marco!”
Croquet in Hartland looking over at New Hampshire.
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15 Photos Challenge Round 33

Deconstructing a physical photo album from 1988. I may want to keep 15 photos from each year in a new album but I’m certain that I no longer want to keep my entire collection. I’m going through and selecting what I feel are the best photos, those that represent that time and place. My process has evolved somewhat as I’ve gone through so many albums. I now scan as many photos as I think are good, put them on my hard drive, and then pick the 15 best. Takes a little longer but it somehow makes it easier to choose.

Arriving at daycare on his second birthday with a big cake to share. (Shown below when we took what was left to the Aylward’s for dinner.)
Thal giving Marco a lift.
Julie doing the honors. Jonathan looking on.
A Polaroid taken at my office. No memory of why Marco was there that day or why he was shirtless.
In the White Mountains. Major hike for a toddler. Lovely waterfall.
One of a series of photos I took of Marco eating a banana. This was the final photo. All gone! 🍌
Product placement: Sunmaid Raisins. The snack of childhood.
A little art snack at kitchen table. Why wear clothes when they’ll only get paint on them? Next activity was probably a bath.
More product placement: Coca Cola. It was his first and I did not give it to him, but I allowed it. It was 100 degrees at Quechee Balloon Festival. He was surely sunscreened. I’m not a completely terrible mom.
Having a little quiet time at a social gathering.
Visiting friends who had a drum. Red eyes.
A series of photos at Lake George visiting my parents, brother, cousins, aunts, uncles, and friends. My mom, Beth, is still among us in 2025.
Not long after Tom’s accident. Uncle Dick in background. RIP.
My dad facing camera. RIP. His brother next to him. Uncle Bob. RIP. Aunt Phyllis in yellow. RIP. Her daughter, Priscilla next to her.
Following the driveway gathering, my Dad took us for a spin. As was the custom. He was the captain. My best memories of him are in boats. RIP. 😭

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15 Photos Challenge Round 32

Deconstructing a physical photo album from 1989. I may want to keep 15 photos from each year in a new album but I’m certain that I no longer want to keep my entire collection. I’m going through and selecting what I feel are the best photos, those that represent that time and place. My process has evolved somewhat as I’ve gone through so many albums. I now scan as many photos as I think are good, put them on my hard drive, and then pick the 15 best. Takes a little longer but it somehow makes it easier to choose.

I remember buying this jacket at a store equivalent to Target before Target existed. Iconoclastic late 80’s fashion statement. Picking Marco up from babysitter next door to where I worked. She took care of her grandson, too.
Playing at Ray School playground. Cool af.
At a children’s museum in DC on a trip to visit Martha in Silver Spring, MD. Much later, I would get my own motorcycle and let him ride it.
Playground life.
At the National Zoo climbing on a bear statue.
Hanging around the house partially dressed which was the norm.
Probably Lake George. Marco loved boats!
House/dog/horse-sitting my boss’s house enjoying their awesome electric trains. A thunder storm one night was so terrifying that we escaped in my car. Came back in the morning and trees were down.
Bag costume made at daycare. Partially dressed as usual.
Hiking. I had to duck to get in the shot. I may have helped by focusing for him.
Always mugging for the camera.
At Carla and Kenton’s for a sleepover in NH. Dr. Denton’s sleepwear.
Dad on the phone. RIP. Wish I could give him a call and see how he’s doing. The woodpile in the background reminds me of how he was so devoted to heating that log home with two wood stoves. Always moving wood into the house.
My little snow angel.
I remember that morning. He was the cutest little preschooler that ever walked the earth.
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