Monday, August 25, 2008

Me, through the Decades











Approaching 60(next March), I sometimes tend to slice my life up in sections, what I was doing, and when...sometimes you can mark it down to certain decades, other times no way that can happen, things and situations change, even many times during a short decade.


I was born in Van Wert, Ohio toward the end of the 1940s, March 16, 1949, to be exact, a few hours short of St Patrick's Day....Being of Irish decent on mom's side(and to a lesser extent on dad's), even those 5 hours being short of St. Paddy, I was named Patrick...guess it went well with my brother Mike...thus mom and dad's two oldest would be named Pat and Mike, kind of like the old Irish movie, starring Spencer Tracy and Kate Hepburn, although that didn't come out until 1952, and Hepburn was a female "Pat", damn my luck!

Anyway, you can look at your life in decades all you want, if you had a father like me, one with the wanderlust, you cannot pin point a decade in itself, without many changes in that short 10 year period....just take a look at the songs on my music playlist.....different types, even from the same decades.
In the 50s, the family lived in Ohio, Delaware, and Florida...the 60s, we lived in Florida, Ohio, and I headed off to the Air Force, and was in Delaware and Vietnam for more that a cup of tea in time. The 1970s, even after leaving the AF, I still moved around...living in upstate New York, Ohio, Wisconsin, Indiana, and Kansas. Finally in 1980(leaving Dodge City that summer), Patricia, and I settled down, this time back in Ohio....I still had the urge to move on at times, but I guess either too much sense or not enough money, stopped or saved me, from making any dramatic moves, and thus, Celina, Ohio, has been my home for the past 28 years...The moving was interesting, if not always fun. We may end up making another one, before we are pushing up daises, you never know, and never say never.


I have included a few photos, one of the first year of each new decade I have been on this earth....many are blurry photos, not quality ones, because that's the way you look back at life, sometimes it can indeed be a fast moving blur.
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My Condolences to Denver, Colorado.....the stench coming from your mile high city will be awful for the next 5 days...the collection of anti-American trash gathering in that city for the Democratic National Convention is something I wouldn't wish on anybody this side of Paris.....good luck with the cleanup.
Pee-yew!











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Photos-one of me, beginning each new decade of my life.
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2000 family mug shot, 1960 sitting on the family Chrysler Wagon in our Venice, Florida driveway, 1950 in Scott, Ohio, shading my eyes from the sun. 1990, standing on the Atlantic Beach at Ormond-by-the-sea, Florida in front of the now gone Ormond Beach Pier. April 1970 on my R&R from Vietnam, standing in the water at Waikiki Beach....and finally Christmas of 1980, sitting in mom's living room, holding one of Anissa's Christmas dolls, "Annie", and drinking a glass of wine or some other crap. I must have been half in the bag, otherwise I wouldn't have held the doll or drank the nose bubble stuff.

14 comments:

The Hermit said...

You sure have changed over the years, no lie. That happens to all of us I guess.

Akelamalu said...

Those are great photographs! Don't you wonder where the years went when you look back at your life in photographs?

I love your playlist btw, some of my favourite songs on there, particularly 'Because' The Dave Clark Five, in fact I had it on my playlist not so long ago. :)

Mushy said...

For a minute there I that you were sporting an AFRO like the "mod-squad" one I had back in the 70's and 80's!

pat houseworth said...

Just thick hair Mushy which I seldom cut during my radio days....AFRO? As they say, that will be the day...lol!

Sarge Charlie said...

very nice look back, I love to do stuff like this.

Cookie..... said...

Hey....and just where are those all white pictures of Rome, NY in the Winter time where Winter is 9 months long???

pat houseworth said...

Hey Cookie...sent ya a couple of oldie, goldies, from Snow Bound Rome!

Cookie..... said...

Yupper mate...just received em. I'll probably post em and remind folks that Winter is a comin....

~Fathairybastard~ said...

Yea, I was thinkin' that was Mushy and his porn star 80s perm. Well, I can't say anything. I've got a picture somewhere of me with a slight mullet from the late 80s.

pat houseworth said...

Fro? Mullet? LMAO....I got a perm onetime, living in Wisconsin back in 78..figured that way I wouldn't have to comb it...$35, but the damn thing never held, because my hair was so thick. I wouldn't even post some of the hair and clothes I wore back in the 70s.....and maybe the 80s as well.

funny, funny, stuff!

Sandy said...

I am 7 years older than you, but I have almost all those songs on my Ipod! Yes, dammit, I do have an Ipod! Sandy

BRUNO said...

Yeah, and lookit those "bell-bottoms"! It really WAS nice, once upon a time!

The only reason I wear "relaxed-fit" inseams now is because of NECESSITY, as opposed to bein' the "in-thing"...!

pat houseworth said...

Hey Bruno, I wore about everything except "parachute pants" in my days....thanks for stopping by Sandy, especially you being a school teacher retired. Wife is in her 20th year, son is doing grad work and subs as a High School History teacher until he finishes grad school next spring.

Buck said...

...if you had a father like me, one with the wanderlust, you cannot pin point a decade in itself, without many changes in that short 10 year period...

I hear ya about the transient life. Stuff runs together, and separating past events from one another becomes more and more difficult as time moves on and the ol' memory goes.

All that said, I wouldn't change one single thing about my past, as far as living in various places goes. It was an education the likes of which most people can only dream about. OTOH... there's a LOT to be said for roots. I sometimes envy folks who have made life-long friends, beginning in grade school in some cases, and that, too, is irreplaceable.