are a few photos from Cow-Pee-Hole, where I spent my childhood. YES, it really
was, and is, named that!
many years, I was embarrassed by beginnings that might be described as "humble."
Humble was uptown truth be told. But the strange kid with the strange family
went on to do things that the little boy wandering through the Florida
wilderness never dreamed.
Unfortunately, there is very little photo evidence of my
life prior to 1987 or so. For those of you who have read
This Splendid Day, you will recognize the passage where I walk out
of San Francisco and kinda go nuts. It really happened
that way. I walked out with only the clothes I had been
wearing at Jack's memorial, leaving all else, including
100's of photographs, behind. That said, here are a few that
I garnered from family hordes.
am in this picture, albeit unseen, Dad was a hunk huh?
whole clan, uncle Konrad, aunt Carol, mom, dad, and the
little princeling, before they realized I would never
how much this looks like everybody else's 1st grade picture
can see, I was MUCH more sophisticated by 2nd grade.
I am 3rd from the left on top. Others that are in the books
and in here are Mary Nobles and Sarah Miller
uncles Gunner and Mate, both near my age, in what has to be
one of the most American photos ever taken
ancient clan, the Baron , all that rot
morning back at ol Cow Pee Hole