The year was 1953 and this was the first house my parents built. It was outside of Minneapolis in a deeply wooded area called Timberglade built around a large pond.
A very cool, contemporary house with cork flooring.
Carter was 3 and I had not entered the picture yet.
Year 1954, I was a little over six months old. I still have the frame to this butterfly chair along with another one on my patio.
1955.Skipping ahead to 1959. It was a busy year.
I don't think Carter was in Cub Scouts very long, he got in a fight with the cub scout leader's son. Pretty funny or at least Carter thought so. Don't you just love my little spit curls. This house was in Long Lake, outside of Minneapolis that had a lot of acreage that butted up to a big forest with streams that Carter and I would explore endlessly.
In 1962, we moved from Minneapolis to Scottsdale and the adventure began. Riding more horses, camping and hiking in the desert.
1966, I was 12 and Carter was 16, both of us going to Phoenix Country Day School.
One of my best years was 1967 when I got the best horse, a Quarter horse that was small but one of the fastest horses that I had ever rode. She and I were inseparable.
If Carter were here today, I could just hear him say, "Hey Rob, thanks for posting those dorky pictures of me."
Wishing all of you a very Merry Christmas full of precious memories, new and old.