The Two Jakes

I’ve had two cats named Jake. The first was one my parents got before I was born. He had a brother named Theodore.

In 1992, after Jake and Theodore died, my cousin Matt brought home another all-black cat. Since the second one looked so much like the first, we just kept the name.

The first Jake.
The first Jake kept that collar on. The other didn’t.
Jake I.
The first Jake lived more than 15 years.
The second Jake.
Zach pets the second Jake.
The second Jake.
The second Jake as a kitten.
In 1994, Jake got some company when we got our beagle, Daisy.
In 1994, Jake got some company when we got our beagle, Daisy.
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I’m not sure if he liked it when I did this, but he stayed there long enough for a couple of photos and didn’t scratch me.
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Jake once kicked my grandmother out of this seat by climbing up behind her and making noise on the wooden blinds. She still talks about it to this day.
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Jake died in 2008 at the age of 16, just like the other Jake.

35 Years Ago…

I celebrated my third birthday. I know there is video somewhere, but here are the photos I recently found. Click on the images to enlarge.

 

 

Scanning the Old Family Photos

The bikers of Quimby Ave. 1982

My mother took thousands of photos over the years, all stored in photo albums at my father’s house. I’ve volunteered for the tedious task of scanning as many as I can handle (not all – just the best or most meaningful ones). Needless to say, this is an extremely time-consuming process and I’m not even closed to being finished, but I know it’s making many friends and family members happy to see these photos.

Right now I’m posting them on Google, but the second phase of the project – if I ever get there – is to organize these by year, place, person and event. This could take the rest of my life.

See them here.

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