{"id":4048,"date":"2009-02-01T16:52:17","date_gmt":"2009-02-01T21:52:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/klishis.com\/notreally\/?p=4048"},"modified":"2009-02-04T21:36:24","modified_gmt":"2009-02-05T02:36:24","slug":"pics-from-the-past","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/klishis.com\/notreally\/archives\/4048","title":{"rendered":"Pics from the Past"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So <a href=\"http:\/\/smugpuppies.com\/2009\/01\/30\/ill-show-you-mine\/\">Jeri asked everyone to post pictures of their childhood and teenage years<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>Problem is I don&#8217;t have more than a couple pictures of my childhood. Got pictures of my Dad and even my grandmother as kids. <s>But I think I only have two pictures of myself.<\/s> Found some more pictures and scanned them. I really need a new scanner. And some new photo-editing software.<\/p>\n<p>So you&#8217;ll get a little bit of everything here.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/cr1974.jpg?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/cr1974.jpg?resize=370%2C286&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"cr1974\" title=\"cr1974\" width=\"370\" height=\"286\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-4049\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Here I am with my grandmother and grandfather at Coopers Rock. Yes, my hair was really blonde when I was little. <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/mepopbo.jpg?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/mepopbo.jpg?resize=204%2C193&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"mepopbo\" title=\"mepopbo\" width=\"204\" height=\"193\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-4050\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>This picture was taken in Baltimore, of me and my grandfather. Again my hair is really blonde, and notice that it&#8217;s been wild all my life. I was three or four at that time. No older because Popbo died days before my 5th birthday.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/random_michelle\/3253760101\/\" title=\"clark_street by Random Michelle K, on Flickr\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3117\/3253760101_60918a7aa8.jpg?resize=500%2C496\" width=\"500\" height=\"496\" alt=\"clark_street\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">\n<p>Me and my brother, Brian. Aside from the decor, I don&#8217;t think it&#8217;s particularly obvious this picture was taken in the 70s. Don&#8217;t be fooled by that look. He was plotting something horrific.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/random_michelle\/3254585442\/\" title=\"queen_of_the_circus by Random Michelle K, on Flickr\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3401\/3254585442_d57fc94419.jpg?resize=361%2C500\" width=\"361\" height=\"500\" alt=\"queen_of_the_circus\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Yes, yes I was queen of the circus. Feel free to continue to address me as royalty if you like.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/random_michelle\/3254585796\/\" title=\"blac_and_white by Random Michelle K, on Flickr\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3015\/3254585796_0bce4ff87d.jpg?resize=336%2C500\" width=\"336\" height=\"500\" alt=\"blac_and_white\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>This might help explain my overwhelming desire to dress in monochromatic solids. Maybe 5th grade here? Hard to tell, as I didn&#8217;t really grow much until high school.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/bootme.jpg?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/bootme.jpg?resize=237%2C423&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"bootme\" title=\"bootme\" width=\"237\" height=\"423\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-4051\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/bootme.jpg?w=237&amp;ssl=1 237w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/bootme.jpg?resize=224%2C400&amp;ssl=1 224w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 237px) 100vw, 237px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I was a bridesmaid when my friends Del &#038; Kathy got married. Del told me he&#8217;d kill me if I wore my boots to the ceremony, but said nothing about the reception. Yes, I dyed my hair very red for about six years.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/dog.jpg?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/dog.jpg?resize=459%2C422&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"dog\" title=\"dog\" width=\"459\" height=\"422\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-4053\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/dog.jpg?w=459&amp;ssl=1 459w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/dog.jpg?resize=400%2C367&amp;ssl=1 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 459px) 100vw, 459px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>This is a picture of my Dad (on the left) and his cousin and best friend Billy (on the right).<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/july4th.jpg?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/july4th.jpg?resize=288%2C400&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"july4th\" title=\"july4th\" width=\"288\" height=\"400\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-4056\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/july4th.jpg?resize=288%2C400&amp;ssl=1 288w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/july4th.jpg?resize=738%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 738w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/july4th.jpg?w=994&amp;ssl=1 994w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 288px) 100vw, 288px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>This is the 4th of July, my grandmother is the kid in the middle, the adorable blonde girl is her sister (my great-aunt Doris) and the other kids were her friends, one of whom came to her 90th birthday party.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/billy.jpg?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/billy.jpg?resize=328%2C400&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"billy\" title=\"billy\" width=\"328\" height=\"400\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-4054\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/billy.jpg?resize=328%2C400&amp;ssl=1 328w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/02\/billy.jpg?w=554&amp;ssl=1 554w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 328px) 100vw, 328px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>This is one of my favorite pictures. This is my Dad&#8217;s cousin Billy, taken at the house where both my grandmother and father grew up. I think Billy took the most charming pictures, and I&#8217;m very sorry he died as a child.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So Jeri asked everyone to post pictures of their childhood and teenage years. Problem is I don&#8217;t have more than a couple pictures of my childhood. Got pictures of my Dad and even my grandmother as kids. But I think I only have two pictures of myself. Found some more pictures and scanned them. 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