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My "Wild Wild West" Page |
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Spending as much time as we do in the "Wild Wild West" It just wouldn't do NOT to have a page dedicated to this theme. I will be adding to it as I go along but will put a few of my favorite animated graphics for a beginning. |
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Introducing my two little "Indians" They are my pride and joy. They were both out here for a visit 3 years ago and the youngest was here this summer (July 2001). What fun. |
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Ya don't want to mess with these little beauties. Their father will make you think you got hit by a TORNADO when he comes rippin' thru. |
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These are our two granddaughters. Brandi and Jennifer. |
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This is the guy you gotta beware of. Chris, Brandi and Jenny's papa. Their Mama is much prettier. I am very proud of my little family. |
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My kiddies all gussied up for Chris' brother's wedding. Don't see them like this too often. Grandpa Art back left. I look at this and can't believe my Grand daughters are so grown up. Really proud of the whole family. |
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Speaking of "My Little Indians" here is another one. My Grand niece from Indiana. I call her Cha Cha. Better move when she gets that ATV moving. |
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Just me and my girls. Taken on our deck in the Campgrounds in Ohio. Our other little home. Beautiful country, green rolling hills and out in the boonies. |
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The Indiana Hillbillys. My brother's daughter, Cha Cha's Mom and Dad. They are also coming for a visit in AZ. in March. Love them dearly. |
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Last, but not least and certainly not forgotten is my brother Ted. Lorrie's father and Shelby's grandfather. Ted passed away in Nov. of 97 after a long bout of bad health. He was certainly a character and is never far from our thoughts. Something happens every day to remind us of something he said or some shenagan he pulled on someone. He was a real pleasure and our memories are filled with love. |
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Our last picture taken together. Sept. 1997. |
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Ted, we love you and will NEVER forget you. |
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Back to Home |
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Next Wild West Page Buckaroos |
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My Friends without Faces, Page 1 |
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