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.
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.
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.