Along with Colorado, Arizona was our other most common travel destination growing up, home to my mom’s parents. Before she sent me these photo albums, I hadn’t seen this photo, or at least didn’t recall it. I’m in Green Valley, Arizona, where my grandparents lived, apparently in conversation with one of their friends. I’ve avoided […]

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I’m standing next to a sign at the top of Trail Ridge Road, during perhaps the first of many trips to Colorado, this one in June of 1983. Home to my Dad’s parents, Colorado was one of the primary travel destinations of my childhood. Nearly every trip there, at least the ones not during winter, […]

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Here’s another format to add to the list: the school portrait. This one was taken in the fall of 1982, when I was in the second grade, my second year at Abbott Loop Elementary and also my second of two years in the multi-age 1st/2nd grade combined classroom known as “Joanne and Stephanie’s Family Group,” […]

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A Kodak instant photo from my sixth birthday, in February of 1981, a few months before we moved from this house to the Hillside. I’m wearing my personalized BRIAN shirt, possibly a gift on that day, while my dad stands behind me, holding a gift my grandmother made, a quilt made up in part by […]

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Halloween 1980, standing in front of the fireplace in our house downtown, dressed as the Lone Ranger, of course. By the next Halloween, we will have moved to the Hillside, and our days of neighborhood trick-or-treating would be over. This photo looks like a Polaroid but is actually taken with one of Kodak’s instant cameras, […]

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The year is 1979. The place is the bedroom Scott and I shared in our house on H Street. I’m sporting a classy cowboy shirt undoubtedly bought by Dad on a trip to Denver, and I’m showing off a cool walkie-talkie that was a prized possession. On the bookshelf, you can see some of our […]

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This undated Polacolor print was taken in the fall of 1978 at the Anchorage Co-op Preschool, where I would spend the next two years under the tutelage of the legendary Teacher Sally. This looks like a first day of school photo, as I’ve got a name tag on, but who knows. I don’t remember a […]

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Oh, the Indian corn props at the JC Penney Portrait studio in downtown Anchorage; at least that’s where I assume this photo was taken, in the fall of 1977.

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Thanks to Kodak’s old-school metadata, an ink label rubber stamped on the back of the print, I know this photo was taken (or at least developed) in July, 1976, when I was one and a half. I chose it mostly because of the fence in the background, and its two-tone green aluminum privacy slats, as […]

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My birthday is just over a month into the new year, so now that Christmas is behind us, my mind has fully turned to the somewhat dreaded occasion of my fortieth birthday. It’s now only 40 days away, so it seemed like a good occasion for little review. It’s hard to believe I’m about to […]

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It’s been at least a year or so since I’d been to the Avalon, and it had somehow grown in size in my mind, into a venue too big to see a decent small show. I was pleased, then, when it was announced that Badly Drawn Boy’s planned Avalon show had been moved down the […]

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