Yes, it's been a bit. I'm still here, living now in Portland. I miss Montana, I miss the weather, not the people. Some, I have good friends there, but Montana has moved so far to the right politically, like the nation, I am no part of it.
Portland is...so different than when Cary and I lived here, 1970-73, again in 76-80. The neighborhoods have become so...yuppified. No, more diversified, which I guess is a good thing.
I posted some photo's at random...here's two from the Columbus day storm of 62...
A guy sent this to me recently, from a Viet Nam group, he was a photographer for the Marines, he took this in '69...it's in Da Nang, the station hospital.
Here's my son Henry, with the now 15 month old Nelly.
And the Adorable One, in the 7th grade this year chowing down on seafood on the Oregon coast
Not sure if I'll post more, but judging from the responses and views, it doesn't matter.
Hope all that see this are well.