007Bear-The life and times of a normal guy

Just a pic from when Beckum was three. He had just gotten a Mohawk and showed me his tough face.

Beckum lounging

Beckum and I at sushi.

Busted like the fox he so closely resembles.

My earliest memory is something that I can't place chronologically.  It is, I guess, my strongest memory of early childhood.  I remember being out on Halloween.  I looked up in the sky and saw the clouds in a spiral around the moon.  I'm pretty sure that I was with my Dad and I distinctly remember the sky being vivid purple.  Picture a large white moon, deep purple sky and dark purple clouds in a broken spiral around the moon looming towards you on Halloween.  That would have to be the memory that stands out the most.

My son and I on the couch