On March 2, 1965, Michael David Matheny was born, two weeks late by my, and my doctor's, calculations, a big (8+ lbs), brown-eyed, long-limbed, chubby, healthy baby boy. Easy going and patient in all things except food. He arrived into a household in turmoil. Three months after his birth and two and a half years after arriving in Holland, his father and I were packed and on our way back to the United States.
Telling the stories of Michael's life will give me pleasure and focus in the months and years ahead. I will post some of them here and I look forward to hearing Michael stories from others. Today I'm savoring some recent photos of him. Each is a story. I hope you enjoy them.
New Orleans with Jen, 2011.
New Orleans with Jen, 2011.
Nye's Birthday Party, with Kevin, March 2011.
Nye's Birthday Party, singing to Jen, March 2011.
NewYork City with Jen, 2011
North Shore? with Jen.
New Orleans with Jen, 2011.
Picking out pipes in Dublin with Ray and Gabriel, 2011
Meeting Boo.
Key West with Ray.
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7 comments:
Happy birthday indeed.
I saw the NYCity one!
I treasure that visit. I was so glad to be with him and to meet his Jen.
Love to Marilyn and Kevin and Jen and all who loved Michael.
Love to Marilyn and Kevin and Jen and all who loved Michael.
Not just the North Shore but into the wilderness of the Boundary Waters. Michael built a shelter of tarp and bungees that I declared 'unorthodox". He proved me wrong when we stayed dry having dinner underneath it during the entire 15 minutes of rain we had on the trip - My HERO!
I love that you got him on that trip, Jen. And that he was your hero. He was not the outdoor type and he did it for you. How sweet you were to him in so many ways. Bless you for the joy you brought to his life.
I love his smile as he looks at you over the canon. So perfectly Michael.
". . .Marilyn and Kevin and Jen and all who loved Michael."
Pretty well covers it, yep.
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