Rogues Gallery 3

Snow Dog wrote: ^ What about it?

The what, there is a lot of what about it, but I'm not sure if everyone wants to read it about it.  Anyway a family pic from 1968 when I was three years old.

Ahhh, in some ways I am my Dad.


1968 Virginia
Fun facts about this pic:
My Dad drew up the plans for this house.  It was a simple colonial two story with a basement/garage.  He was a chemical engineer but almost went into architecture.  He still had his drafting tools and drew up the plans for the house.  I used to have a picture of it but it was ruined.  This is a picture of a middle class family that doesn't exist much anymore.  My parents divorced in the mid '70's.  C'est la Vie.  I think the painting above my dad's head is a reproduction of the blue boy.  I don't know what that thing is to the upper right of my Mom's head.  I think plywood paneling was obligatory in new house family rooms back in 1968.

There was a bit of film and photo taking going on back then amongst the relatives.  Not much survives.  This pic did.  I think this was from a set of three where the camera was set to shoot automatically.  Mom, Dad, and me are the only ones looking into the camera.   It's from my sister's collection.  She's the littlest one in the pic.


Edited by Slartibartfast - September 01 2012 at 19:28

More holiday snaps

Edited by AtomicCrimsonRush - September 07 2012 at 09:07

Very entertaining pics Scott.  Glad you had a great holiday!  

^^^ haha! Would be nice to own a Kylie or a Nicole.... for fun times

I changed my look because I was in a very bad mood when I was starring in aJames Bond movie. James did not satisfy me sexually.. So the only thing that could occupy my mind was to hang around the beach and look for sea shells and hope that Mr. Perfect would show up.





Edited by Vibrationbaby - September 13 2012 at 13:43

thanks, but no thanks

Edited by smartpatrol - September 20 2012 at 17:35

Anthony H. wrote: This picture represents my desire to have romance with every user on ProgArchives.

Ancestral Disapproval

omg hai ori

But more realistically:


Mmm, dat prestigious shirt.