My Dad, Bill Brattain, is turning 85 on May 6th. Hard to believe that young boy with the violin is 85 now. Dad played in the Youth Philharmonic when he was a kid. I remember him playing his violin when we were kids, he'd play a piece of classical music to send us to dream land.
This picture might have been taken yesterday, tall lean young man in jeans and T-shirt, baseball cap.
Soon he was a father. I love this shot of Dad with two of my brothers and me, Christmas about 1957 or '58.
Dad was born and raised in Oregon with his Dad, Mom, one sister and two brothers. Here he is with my grandfather and Uncle Creed and Uncle Laird.
My family, doing what we like best, talking, laughing, eating and drinking fine wine.
He has an irreverent sense of humor. Put a camera in his face and he is just as likely to make a silly face as smile. Notice him above, making a face.
This picture of my step mom Dottie, Chainsaw man and Dad was taken up at the family cabin when we had a work party.
Sorry for the quality of the pictures, I really should get a scanner.
This final photo, of me and my Dad, taken at a previous birthday party. I don't have enough pictures of me and Dad. We are having a get together on Sunday to celebrate, maybe I'll get one of my brothers to snap one.
Adding this on May 7th. Had a great time with my family and thought I'd share this photo from yesterday with you all.
Tom, Bill, Jan, Rick
When my sister in law Renee asked Dad how it feels to be 85, he replied, "Smooth. Life just keeps getting better and better."
Sounds like a good thought to leave you with.