Yes, I am the same guy that used to live in College Station, Texas, back in the mellow 60's. The same one that went to New Mexico Tech in the wild 70's. I lived in Dallas for awhile, then moved to New Mexico again, and settled down there to let my kids grow up. Now I am full steam ahead on my career, as a Project Manager.
One of my archive photos of the past
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For about three years, we lived in Pennsylvania. Somehow or other, our mother managed to get us to all stand still long enough to get pictures in our back yard there, the first spring we were there. Paul is the tall one, Roseanne is the short one, and Arthur is the guy on the right. I'm the one standing next to Roseanne. I must have been almost 8 when we took this photo.
Paul died of cancer in 2006. Must be our generation's turn to go.
For some reason I inherited all my father's old negatives, dating all the way back to 1948. I also inherited a darkroom from another friend who is battling cancer. I have been printing some pretty interesting things. On top of that I have thousands of images of my own (some embarrassing, some not) dating from the 60's. I might catalogue them all before I die. Or I might just take more pictures and let someone else wonder about it later. If you posed for me, and you want that film, you better let me know!
I'm getting older by the second! But then I think of the alternative, and getting older is not so bad after all.