TONIGHT I stumbled across an inch-and-a-half stack of colour pictures that were taken of me – as well as pictures that I apparently took myself – back during the wild and crazy late-1994 to mid-1995 time-frame. I hadn’t seen those pictures since way back then. They represent a lot of great memories for me, but some of the pictures are from the aftermath of when my former house (in Naranja near the air base) was broken into and ransacked by vandals. They of course brought back bad memories of that time, but life is all about the good and the bad. You can’t have it all good all of the time. Life has its bright and sunny days – as well as its dark and stormy nights.
I may share some of those retro pictures with you here on this blog in the future. I won’t be sharing any of the pictures of me partying / drinking at a bar. Those pictures represent a previous version of me that has since died, for I’ve been rescued, saved, and reborn by my Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. AMEN !
One of the pictures brought some tears to my eyes. It’s a picture of me and a noticeably young and healthy Boots (my former cat) sitting together on my living room couch watching television at my former house just a few weeks after I adopted the cool cat.
The following picture that I will share with you right now is that of me from nearly 30 years ago. I actually cropped myself out of a formal family portrait (to protect the innocent). I believe this picture was taken in 1980. I look 13-years-old. Actually I look like a dork. One thing is certain though. I’m jealous of all of that gorgeous hair ! Where have you gone ?
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You are so cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!