Warning: this post turned out to be long. Sorry, Betsy.
We spent some time talking about the early cousins in the last post, and we’ll continue that in this post, along with the appearance of a brother. I guess he wasn’t my brother when he was born? So confusing…anyway.
Mary Lou and Dick had the first Matilo grandchild, the previously mentioned Dickey (who is now Rick, but I refuse to refer to him that way in these posts until we get to the point in pictures where that happened. Happily, it’s not yet!).
Then, near a state prison
(not really, but it sounds better) my brother Doug was born, in September 1970. My parents adopted him shortly thereafter, and as one would expect, Doug starts showing up in the pictures!
The next spring, he was baptized and rewarded with a cake whose shape I cannot discern. Shaped cakes will play a role in many upcoming pictures and posts.
The following month, Doug went on a trip to Jekyll Island, GA, likely exhausted from his first Michigan winter.
Doug had plenty of adventures during his first summer:
Doug’s first birthday
As promised, with shaped cake:
What better way to follow that great picture than with everyone’s favorite part of these posts:
Yes, thankfully, there are some more goofball Army pictures that fit into the timeline here.
Again, thank you for your service, gentlemen.
Finally, we get to Walloon Lake!
Is the summer of 1972, a tradition was hatched between the Bakers and Goudies, which continued (joined shortly by the Dunns, and other families some years) for a decade – a two-week trip to Walloon Lake, Michigan. I’ve written about Walloon Lake before on this blog, but this is where it all started.
Yes, indeed, there is a second Baker child and third Matilo grandchild: Jenny (at the time, don’t call her that now, or she might call you a butthead).
The Goudies also journeyed up to Mackinaw City and a rendezvous at the cottage with the Eastin family:
Note the sunfish sailboat in the background. We were a sailing family for most of my growing-up years, though the sunfish was replaced by a wayfarer shortly.
Doug’s Second Birthday
Doug celebrated his second birthday the way any kid would, starting with riding double on Dickey’s banana seat:
And, sure, Doug, why not celebrate your birthday by kissing your cute blonde cousin?
Now this is more like it, reading a book on the couch with Dad:
Also around this time, the Eastin family welcomed a second son, my cousin Scott:
So that makes my brother Doug and four cousins who arrived before I crashed the party.
We spent most Christmases in Cleveland growing up. We’d spend Christmas Eve at the Baker’s house with all the cousins and my Matilo grandparents, then spend Christmas Day at Joan & George’s (“Noni” and “Bapa” in grandchild lingo).
Here are some random pictures from 1973:
Let’s talk about those pants with that belt, Bill – give me a call.
Walloon Lake 1973
This is where the pictures of craziness at Walloon start showing up, and they’ll keep showing up for a decade.
Yes, that’s a high chair on a pontoon boat.
As you may be gathering at this point, each year’s Walloon trip yielded many pictures. Future Walloon trips will likely be their own posts.
Tomfoolery also happens other places
The same three families got together somewhere during the fall of 1973 also. Except this time, there don’t seem to be any kids around for the mischief. It was the 1970’s, so they were probably each fending for themselves at home.
More miscellaneous pictures from 1973
The fashion in this Christmas 1973 picture is awesome:
Next up: Me!
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