As you can see from the pics, I had a pretty typical awesome childhood with great parents and a cool sister. We grew up in a place called Mequon, Wisconsin which was a suburban/semi-rural area just outside of Milwaukee. The pictures speak at least a thousand words, and I’ll be adding more as I find them. Love you Mom, Dad and Sis! 🙂
Me and my new little sister, Kristin
Why do I look a little nervous here? Hahaha! I was about 3 or 4.
My 4th birthday party. That’s Mom and my little sis Kristin in the background.
Me and Kristin around 1967 or so…
Kristin and I with our dog Mister back in the day… I was 5 and sis was 3.
“Ricky” (as I was known then) and Kristin probably around 1970 or so.
That’s a funny one–Dad is too wide-eyed, and I’ve got my eyes closed!
My 10th birthday in 1972. Gotta love the dates on the old photos–I’d be lost without them!
I was about 12 or 13 in this pic with our distant relatives in upstate NY. And that is real champagne!
Christmas in Grandma & Grandpa’s basement. I was about 13 here. Cool chair!
About age 16 in 1978 or so. I’m smoking my Marlboros at my Aunt Cookie and Uncle Dick’s house in their den/barroom. And I’m sure I was drinking in the barroom too! Everybody had one in the Midwest in those days.
My first “real job” at age 14.5 when you were legally allowed to work in Wisconsin back in the day. Of course, I worked “illegally” as a golf caddy at a country club when I was 12 and 13 during the summers before.
I’m guessing this was Kim & I on our way to the my junior year homecoming dance at Marquette High. Looks like I’ve got my eyes closed as usual, and Kim looks cranky that her dad (the infamous “Marty Kaye, private eye”) was bugging us by taking photos. Photography and tapping Kim’s phone line were dad’s favorite hobbies, although Kim and I didn’t know it at the time–Hahaha!!!
Me getting ready at home and then my HS girlfriend Kim K. and I our way to the Junior Prom. The 70s were pretty fun and funny!
My high school girlfriend Kim K. and I on our way to the senior prom at MUHS. Why are my eyes always closed?
Brian, Heidi, Kim & I getting ready to go out for Halloween, which was always my favorite holiday. Like my buggy sunglasses? Hahahaha!!!
Grandma and Grandpa on my Mom’s side visiting us in Cheeseland. Kit and John (we called them “Nana” and “Baba” pronounced like “Bubba”) lived in Boston a block from the ocean. And the spoke with really funny accents–Hahahaha!!!
Grandma and Grandpa’s house in Boston. My cousin Debbie recently sent me these pics and told me that I was amazed to see a house built entirely out of wood! It was a tiny bungalow with a cool porch where the adults had cocktail hour every day. I seem to recall my grandma clinking glasses with my Mom and saying, “God bless the mark (pronounced “maaaaaaak”) or something like that. 🙂 You can see the tail end of the ’63 Dodge Dart in the driveway. They always had problems starting it–Chryslers sucked in those days, but my cousin Richie gave us rides in his ’72 or so Vette! That was almost as fun as my cousins Debbie and Eddie taking us out for “frappes” (look it up because this Midwestern boy sure as hell didn’t know what a “frappe” was!) It rhymed with “crap,” but sure as hell didn’t taste that way–Hahahaha!!!
My Dad with his in-laws or future in laws. I’m not sure when this was taken but Nana looks nervous–hahaha!!!
Mom and her family. Her brothers were my Uncles Jack and Paul. And yes I know that apostrophe doesn’t belong there. “Dohertys” is plural, not possessive. I thought schools were better back in the day. Or so we were told–Haha!
Mom and Dad’s engagement picture, which meant it was from about 1958 or 1959.