And the Year was 1967

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I was ten years old when I got my first camera.  I actually remember taking some of these pictures.
Fortunately for me I had a willing subject,  my sister Ann.

This is Ann in her Sunday finest.  She would be about  nine years old.  These pictures are from the house on 12th street in Idaho Falls.	This is Becky my third eldest sister, undoubtedly coming from or going to church.  I am guessing she is about seven years old.
This is  one of my favorite photos.  Ann with an attitude.  You will notice snow in the background. It probably wasn't snowing in May but in Idaho Falls sometimes it snowed for a lonnnnnnnng time.   The dog was an English Bulldog (I think) named Nutty. I don't think we kept him for very long. Behind Ann and slightly to the right was a concrete fire pit where you burned your trash - right in the middle of a neighborhood.   Can't really do that anymore.	Me, Douglas and Becky playing in the sand box.   Some dim memories there.
Another sand box photo.  I think this is April, Becky, Douglas and Rachel.	This is a picture of the house we lived in from across the street.   It is the home to the left of the pine tree.
My grandparents home in Malvern, PA.   My grandfather was quite the naturalist.   During the holiday seasons he would send me boxes of branches, leaves, nuts and other flora from Pennsylvania.   I remember being fascinated by acorns. I think he missed his calling. Perhaps that is where I got the gardening / landscaping bug from. Kind of a funny story... We went out one time to visit and I got up early in the morning. I found my grandfather sitting on a chair with a .22 rifle.  I asked him what he was doing and he said he was going after the wood chucks that came in and ate his tomatoes in the pre-dawn hours.  He had a nice garden. He asked me if  I would like to bag a wood chuck myself but added the caveat that it would really be best not to tell my parents.  I told him that I had been rabbit hunting many times and there wouldn't be a problem. From there on out I got up early every morning and assisted in bagging wood chucks.  Never mentioned that to the parents though. One minute nothing was there and the next, there was a wood chuck standing upright happily munching on a tomato in its paws. We used .22 shorts.	Idaho Falls was a  home for and still is, the US Navy.  It is the home of for sailors in the nuclear program. They marched every year in the Forth of July parades.
And what is a parade with out a Model something or other.	Looking in the background you see people with hands over their hearts, sometimes saluting.  Folks back then tended to be quite patriotic.
I am curious as to the rank of some of these guys.  I think there is at least one Warrant Officer there, a couple Chiefs......but who are the guys in the cowboy hats?   I've wondered about that.	It's amazing how little jeeps have changed over the last forty years.