My nephew Daniel recently shared with the Internet his green hair-Mudhoney T-shirt phase, and I realized I have a super blurry photo of him during that time–he brought his family through Houston on his way to or from Salt Lake City. So here’s the first grandchild and the first great-grandchild of my parents, circa summer of ’93:
The next time they came through Houston, we’d moved to The Compound. I believe it was Thanksgiving of ’95. Daniel was now sporting a fluf T-shirt and his hair looks brown.
Of course I have lots more photos of them through the years, but those are the Houston ones. Here are some others I like.
Daniel and Dave in Alabama in ’93 with Dave’s mother and my mother.
Dave and Daniel in Alabama in 2008 after my mother’s memorial service.
Dave and Daniel in Alabama after Daniel’s maternal grandmother’s memorial service in 2011.
Sometimes we gather for sad occasions, and we have known tragedy, but those hard days are few compared to the years these two Cochranes and their brothers and cousins have brought such great joy to our family. They’ve taught me so much.
Unconditional love and care, a wonderful thing!
To give and receive. =) These photos are so deceiving though, because in most of them, they look so serious. I guess usually they do look serious, but those are the straight faces they wear after making people crack up with laughter.
So true, the Cochrane wit is infamous!
I just run the chuck wagon.
Lovely to hear the role they’ve played in your life over the years – and the value you attach to it.
Thank you. =)
One thing about it, David and I sure had a pretty baby boy, and grandson!
I agree!