The picture of us together is November 1996 - we haven't changed much since then.

The picture below of me is October 1995, it was actually cropped from one taken in China with a Chinese business colleague - Miss Li Zong Ping, whom I had given a smuggled Bible on my visit to her isolated northern province two years previously. She was now in love with Jesus, through a simple gift and risk taken. Let us stop neglecting the chances we have to take risks for God and his commision in our lives.

This picture of Glenda in the Redwood Grove is from around 1989

This one in the glen are early 1980. - so when you see the front page picture of us together, go green with envy, Glenda always looks years younger than she really is.

The pictures of Katie (sitting, 13 years old) and Alyce standing beside her 10 years old, were taken in November 1997
 

Alyce was born with a look that said, "hey, where's the party? let's play! " and she still has that attitude to life. She firmly believes that all the world is one huge amusement park, full of joy and wonder, put here for her personal enjoyment. Reality occasionally deals her a nasty sideways blow, but she shakes off the wounds like sand on the beach and charges off again to sample some more of her global playground.

Unfortunately Katie has "lost the braces" since this shot was taken, and like all fathers, I wish the specialist could leave them on another 10 years or so. Fortunately she also considers herself vastly superior to any "male of the species" under 21 years old - and to the majority over 21 (long may it last) ! ! ! ! !

She paints beautiful water colours, but they are too large to scan in for you to see. (proud dad)
 
 

Below are pictures of our other two children. Lazy, stubborn, indulgent, greedy, and um . . .er. . . fluffy.

Mindy is the tabby on the left, she runs our house (don't tell Katie she'd be devastated to know it isn't really her). Mindy is smart, she knows how to turn doorhandles, open cupboards, catfood boxes, and how to sneak into our bed while we are alseep. Her favourite position is between Glenda and I with her head poking out on the pillow. I get the fetid breath and my eyes poked if my lids flutter in my sleep. She is a bit stupid though, she bursts out purring when she gets close to climbing into bed, and wakes us up with the rumble. She's mostly smart enough to con me into letting her have half my side of the bed, and to convince 2 or 3 members of the household in succession that she hasn't been fed all day.

Pokey is the black, unexposed area just to the right of Mindy, with two shiny yellow eyes. She is best described as what the Australians call "a sandwich short of a picnic" or as I put it "lights on, nobody at home"

She can't help being terminally stupid, but she has enough sense to sleep with Alyce, on the bed she is least likely to get thrown off of in the middle of the night.