This is a picture of my dad.
He was born just outside the city of Amsterdam in Holland
He came to this small Northern town when he was 12.
Can you say culture shock?
It mustn't have been too bad...
He seems to have fit in just fine here.
Didn't he look like The Fonz?
I'm not sure how old he is in this photo,
but it's one of my all time favourites.
He was the eldest of eight, and has two of his little sisters on the bike with him.
That is their house to the right.
If you look down the alley in the photo, you can see the house across the street
with the attached porch and then there is another roof line right behind it.
That was The Agronomist's and my first house where Eldest was born.
Fifty years later the area does look different, but still the same houses.
I think that's kind of cool.
I've always had this photo up on the wall somewhere, but I wanted to try something
different in the basement.
The Agronomist just scanned it for me and I am going to try blowing it up to poster size.
The best part? It will only cost me $10.
The office makeover is gorgeous.
And my favouirte part is the old photo of her grandmother.
Doesn't it look great?
You can see the whole before and after if you click here.
My sister has an equally cool pic of my mom on a scooter in Bermuda,
She left home at 18 and lived and worked there for three years until she was 21.
That's when she came home to be picked up by my dad at the airport.
And well, as they say... the rest was history.
I have a lot of work to do on the basement.
It's by no means even close to being done.
But I'll start showing you some of our progress real soon.
Have a great day!
PS While my dad may look like The Fonz, I don't want you to get the wrong idea.
He's also a bit Richie Cunningham... with a little Potsie thrown in for good measure.
Love you Dad!