This is the one-room cabin with kitchen/bathroom addition where Sheila and I lived from June of 1972 until some time in 1976. Note: • our 73 ragtop Blazer (the only new car we have ever owned) • the full width screened front porch. • the back side door to the small kitchen. • the old pump atop the often dry well. • the steep hill behind. When we had the property surveyed we discovered the corner of the kitchen in this picture was not on our property! We had to buy a half-acre of the neighbor's land so we could control our own well and back door! |
Our friend Mike Bock took these pictures in March 1973. Sheila and I are sitting by the creek in our front "yard" below our log cabin. Look at that gorgeous woman I was/am privileged to come home to every day! Mama was right, I should have cut my hair. And sideburns. |
Another shot by Mike Bock in March 1973. |
Sheila at the table. The window looks into the add-on kitchen. The curtains were on hinged arms that would swing around to cover the windows. No ceiling at all. Pretty pine paneling. |
Another book jacket shot. Notice the bricks-and-boards bookcases in the background. They were a staple of our furnishings for many years |
Pensive Sheila. |
Book jacket shot number one. |
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. |
Hurt? Bitter? Aggravated? Pensive? Trying not to laugh? I'm not sure. |
The girl I married. |
I actually don't think we intended to dress alike that day. Other than wearing red to Rome High games I don't remember ever trying to match. |
We definitely could strike a counter-culture pose. |
I wish I had better pics of the interior of the cabin. The fireplace was very nice. The place burned down about ten years ago or so. |
The stream was obviously up when this pic was made in March 1973. Looking downstream on Lake Creek from our cabin. |
Another pic of Mike Bock sitting at our round oak table in the cabin and another good book jacket shot. |
I took this pic of Mike Bock sitting at our round oak table in the cabin. We were experimenting with light. A good book jacket shot, don't you think? |