Thirty Four Years

I usually manage to get morose and miserable on my birthday but yes, it is the day I was born. I'm actually not doing too bad today and somewhat in the mood to remember. While I cannot possibly be overjoyed, I thought it would be fun(ny) to do some Before & After pictures.

So these two pictures were taken when I was five minutes old in 1972 and when I was awake this morning for about five minutes.

And then we have our first birthday and our 34th birthday. I got bigger.



And as I've always said, birthdays are for mothers. When you stop being a kid and cake, cone hats and pressies stop rolling in, birthdays are more meaningful to moms. Mine's not here any more. She actually left home 22 years ago today for the hospital. Best I can figure, these are the first and last pictures of she and I ever taken.

1972 to 1984



So there you have it. Have a good day, everyone.