My Grandparents. Grandpa died just after this, then Grandma, years later: both from cancer. And both refused treatment--just stayed at home and let the disease run its course. I'm sad, and I miss them, but I get it: it was wonderful to have them to talk to and visit, sometimes, but sitting around totally alone, with no real friends or purpose in life, waiting for a child or grandchild to call every once in a while is just not enough to live for. I didn't understand then, but I definitely do now.
My wife had this blown up and hung it over Bethany's bed while I was away at war, so she could sleep.
Playing video games with the boys
Playing GI Joes with the boys
At the airport, coming home from the war
Official Army photo from my last tour of duty
Out somewhere in Germany; Freilandsmuseum, I think: a reconstructed pre-industrial village. Very cool. With Adina.
Home from hunting, with my friend Palmer and his ginormous dog Duke
With the kids, in my hospital bed in the living room
Getting the kids baptized. I had progressed from a walker to this crutch.
Disney World. Only a cane, now.
Playing Star Wars with Michael. I played with the girls, too, there just don't seem to be any pictures of me playing Barbies. ;)
Not actually a mugshot, despite its appearance
My brother's wedding. Onasaki Mitsuo-san, beside me, is a real Samurai of ten generations' heritage, and teaches Japanese swordsmanship.
Another at the wedding. Onasaki-san and I declared war on all the bottles in the house.
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