FIRST APARTMENT, PART II

 In the previous post I mentioned the apartment had a front and back door.  We mostly used the back door,  because the garage was in the back.  Speaking of parking, thus cars, Marilane (i.e. we) had a firm rule about no bumper stickers on our cars.  In our fifty-five years and multiple cars, there has been only one exception and it was while we were living here.  It was "Snoopy for President."  Obviously, we were disenchanted with both parties' nominees.  

It was out back that I brought two chairs I'd purchased at Unfinished Furniture.  I applied two coats of polyurethane stain and am proud to say that we still use the chairs and they still look very good.  Given my estrangement with paint and stain, this ranks as my #1 accomplishment.

This picture of our daughter is just next to the back door.  I picked this picture (10 months, 27 inches) because she was quite precocious.  Her balance was extraordinary and she took her first steps at eight months (maybe nine).  I really didn't think it was all that exceptional until the boys came along and Marilane had to alleviate my concern since they were over a year before they toddled along.  I  remember going to a July 4th concert/fireworks at Town Lake and as a pre-teen she stood on a parking bollard for something like an hour.  She was also very quick learning to talk.  Marilane tells the story of being in a store conversing with her and a lady (apparently) asked her age and remarked that she was too young to be forming sentences.  This was at fifteen months.  I suspect if you ask her brothers, she hasn't stopped talking yet.

She is wearing a nautical themed dress.  She had lots of outfits.  First child, daughter, mother a seamstress.