11 thoughts on “Found this early picture of Phil in the hills of Coos Bay…”
No ass at all even then. ‘Sokay – in the army the brothers referred to me as “Sergeant Noassatall”. But not to my face.
Looking like Phil needs some Vit D
Little bit of Ricketts there
What that child did to be bowed legged so young. It gives me nightmares.
Kids that age spend a lot of time riding mom’s hip.
I live in the hills of Coos Bay Oregon. Show some respect.
That is where Phil is from, me I am from Canby…Make of what you will.
I lived all over that area growing up.
Went to both High Schools and wound up graduating from Marshfield.
I had Grandparents south of Empire, and four blocks from the old Drive In theater. Lived on a hill directly across the Bay from North Bend for a while too. You could see the house from 101 going through town.
Which hills are you in elysianfield?
Way out Sitkum lane Near Dora, and, of course, the mighty East Fork of the Coquille river….
With the exception of the bowleggedness, that could easily be a picture of me in The Early Years…
Phil must have had corrective work done on those legs.
My mother took a photo of me just like that at an early fish camp with me whizzin’ and holding my cane pole all serious like in Fla Panhandle.
No ass at all even then. ‘Sokay – in the army the brothers referred to me as “Sergeant Noassatall”. But not to my face.
Looking like Phil needs some Vit D
Little bit of Ricketts there
What that child did to be bowed legged so young. It gives me nightmares.
Kids that age spend a lot of time riding mom’s hip.
I live in the hills of Coos Bay Oregon. Show some respect.
That is where Phil is from, me I am from Canby…Make of what you will.
I lived all over that area growing up.
Went to both High Schools and wound up graduating from Marshfield.
I had Grandparents south of Empire, and four blocks from the old Drive In theater. Lived on a hill directly across the Bay from North Bend for a while too. You could see the house from 101 going through town.
Which hills are you in elysianfield?
Way out Sitkum lane Near Dora, and, of course, the mighty East Fork of the Coquille river….
With the exception of the bowleggedness, that could easily be a picture of me in The Early Years…
Phil must have had corrective work done on those legs.
My mother took a photo of me just like that at an early fish camp with me whizzin’ and holding my cane pole all serious like in Fla Panhandle.