|Aunt Virginia and Uncle Bob. Uncle|
Bob is holding me on his shoulders.
This was probably take in the mid-1950s.
|My Grandpap, William (Bill) Cochran. Notice he has a pipe|
in his mouth. Don't have many photos without one in his mouth.
My middle name is William … named after my Grandpap.
PS - You can't imagine how much fun it has been to write today's story. Brought a few tears of joy as well as a few tears of sorrow that I can never relive these memories except in my mind. But, I guess that's exactly what memories are all about, aren't they? This story has to be dedicated to my mom, Dorothea, for allowing all these things to happen in my life. How many other kids have been as lucky as I have been to have had a mom like I did. That is except for my children whose mother and my very special wife, Carol, put up with much of the same nonsense. Oh yeah, and my grandkids whose mom's, my daughter Brynn and my daughter-in-law Barbara, have allowed them to gain the same kinds of memories with their Tampah (that's me!) minus the animals. Life can be so much fun at times!!