Here are pictures of my children. Yes, I know I have them on my header. What I was trying to do was find a picture of all three girls together and find a picture of all four boys together. I did find a picture of all the boys together. These pictures are from my surprise birthday. This is a rare picture. David lives in Ketchikan, Alaska and Richard had been living in California for sometime. It was the first time all the boys have been together for some time. Darrell, the next to my youngest son, is on the left; David, my oldest son is next ; my youngest son, Daniel, is next and my middle son Richard is on the end.

I could not find a picture of all three girls together. I will try to remember to take a picture of them together the next time I get a chance. My oldest daughter, Diane, is sitting at the computer. Donna, my middle daughter, has the blue blouse on. Debbie is my youngest daughter. I could not find a picture of her by herself that I liked. She is with her husband, Kent. Don't they make such an adorable couple?

No matter how old your children are, they are always the greatest joy of your life.

I suppose I should put in one of my stories. When we were living in Bonney Lake someone just left a dog in our driveway. Our house was set aways back from the road. It apparently was a place that pets were abandoned. I think we got one of our cats that way. Anyway, this dog was a black mongrel dog and he only had one eye. He was a very friendly dog and he loved kids. The kids loved him too. I think we named him an original name like "Blackie". That dog especially liked being around Darrell and Dan. On the property right next to us was an old shed. Everyone called it the "Turner Property". I never saw the owner. In this shed there were lots of cans of paint and I don't know what all. Of course, the kids were not supposed to go in it, but they did. It never took those boys very long to disappear. They must have been about four and five years old. So everyone started looking for them. We found them finally over by the shed. They had found a can of green paint and a brush and they were painting the dog. They had painted a pretty big area on him. Like I said, that dog was so friendly. He was just standing there, not even trying to get away. I suppose he liked the attention. I guess the boys thought he would look better green. We gave the dog a bath. The kind of paint in those days was not washable. The paint just had to wear off.