Sorry there aren't but a couple of pictures to show when I was a baby but guess back in those days my daddy had it kinda tight, with the big family and all. Come to think of it, I'm 44 years old and I don't recall ever seeing the first studio portrait of any of my older brothers or my sister when they were babies, not even when they weren't any longer babies! I do have one picture I'll try to find and put up a little later that was taken by professional photographer when I was maybe 4 years old. Believe me, the color portraits taken 40 years ago just aren't anything in comparison to the digital photos we upload to our computers today. (and yes, I do have the software on my computer to restore the old pic, if and when I ever get the chance)

Below you'll see a happy, "chubby faced" Stormii at probably a year and a half sitting on the hood of her big sister's (well, Leonard, my brother-in-law of course "claimed" it to be his) '53 Chevrolet truck. This is the youngest pic of me I could find. Moma was always telling me stories about how daddy spoiled me with my favorite baby foods, (if there was a such a thing as a favorite babyfood) icecream, anything I wanted and that kept me from crying. This picture definately shows I didn't go "undernourished."

I was probably three in the pic standing beside our "Goldfish Pond"....and if you're wondering why I'm standing on a newspaper, the best explaination I can give is that there were lots and lots of sandpurs in the yard. Seems like I can still remember screaming bloody murder after stepping on a few with my barefeet.