For some reason, probably never to be determined, there are very few slides from 1963. Starting with the one from New Year's Eve, we jump to July at Cossayuna Lake. These 2 pictures are of my cousin Charlie (at age 2). Charlie is the youngest cousin by far on either Mom's or Dad's side of the family. These are just wonderful toddler vs. dead fish photos - you gotta love the bathing suit.
And here is the last slide taken in 1963. This was in September of that year. There are no other photos from this time, and there is no indication of this being any particular occasion. Maybe it was the first day of school for me? I would have started 5th grade in September of 1963. Or maybe my Dad decided that having started the year with the ugliest pants ever, it would be fitting to end the year with the ugliest perm ever. My mother and I never agreed on the length of my hair. She loved it short and for most of my first 10 years she won the battle by having me scalped at least once at the start of every summer. I spent most of those years with the pixie cut she favored. I remember when she decided to get me a perm at the end of summer 1963. She took me to her salon and subjected me to a long, smelly, tedious process that left me with hair that looked like this. Future slides may show differently but I think this was the last time I let Mom control my hair.