An All-American family.
I'm "The Caboose" in my sister Molly's lap.
and Gram having some afternoon fun.
She was a great companion to a budding kid detective
-- especially with her true crime stories.
very mysterious-looking Big Brick,
back in the 19th Century when it was built.
(being buried) and Mike (doing the burying).
Being "The Caboose" has its down side...
My first chance to solve a real crime!
(Somebody broke into my father's store one winter night).
This is my photo investigation of
crooks' tire tracks in the snow at Gerard's Grocery.
(If you recognize, contact the Ontario County Sheriff's Department. ; )
As adolescence set in, my
increased significantly between 12 and 14.
A NOTE TO PARENTS...if your child exhibits a dramatic
physical change, please talk to them about it
openly, honestly, and with compassion.
Know what's going on in their lives.
Be mature enough to consider the secrets
they might not be telling you.
top hatch for climbing down into my teenage
detective Headquarters, hidden in my family's' barn.
First Investigator's desk.
Note the "Control Panel" with the switch for the siren
to the right and slightly above the desk
(for quick access in an investigative emergency!).
with all the equipment a teenage detective could need.
The onset of high school;
Life and relationships become more complicated.
My best friend, Bob, my sometimes girlfrend, Beth, and me.
a high school senior with a BIG secret.
Greg and Caroline.
AFTER she turned down my teenage marriage proposal.
Thank God she had more sense than I during adolescence.
Roy, never forgotten.
Greg and Bufford...my least complicated relationship.
and brother Paul on a road trip to LA in 1988...
we stopped at plenty of Perkins along the way!
Taken one year before another emergency surgery
to release pressure inside his skull.
Greg speaking at George Washington University in Nov 2009.
Working to raise awareness on issues that some teens might
grapple with -- in silence -- while learning about their sexuality.