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The Bus, broadside, parked in our driveway in Kansas City (Waldo) in summer, 1971. Yes, that's me in the Girl Scout uniform at age 10; the near-skinhead is my brother, and the brownie is my middle sister. |
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The Bus coming to fetch us in June of 71; Bent's Fort is an old cavalry station right next to an Osage reservation; my parents had 4 kids in 7 years, so finding interesting activities for us was a major task. |
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This was a pretty typical Girl Scout gathering in 1974; we could pack an entire troop into the car without too much trouble. I'm the one with my back turned wearing a hideous flowered shirt. That was our backyard and driveway after we moved to Clay County (1972); we had to have the archtect re-design the house so that the downstairs was tall enough to accomodate the Bus (6'3" in real-life). |
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Just to give the boys equal time. This is inside our garage in 1976; my brother's hair did eventually grow out. He's the one in the middle facing the camera. My mom's black Superbeetle (aka the 1930's Mafia staff car) is in the other bay. |
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Excuse the sepia tint. By summer of '77, Mike was heavily into Little League; I had a job, so I wasn't around all that much. The blue bug on the left was my dad's commuter jalopy; he would drive these to destruction (mostly by stopping to moo at cows en route), then sell them to some college kid. |
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I left home for Indiana University in 1979; this is the Bus out back of Wilkie Quad (where I lived) in May of 1980. The kid on the bench is my youngest sister Gretchen. The Bus was a big-hit with my dorm-mates; everyone was convinced that my parents were former flower-children. |
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This is out back again in Clay County in spring of 1989; my parents were selling the house to move into a condo now that all of the children had moved on. |
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This was in front of my parent's condo; the people are the Walenters (I used to babysit the strappling lad on the left), and his grandparents from Nürnburg. |
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In September of 1989, my mom offered to help me drive the Bus back home; at the end of the journey, you find it parked here in Somerville. The tenement immediately behind was known as Castle Moose; I lived there with a number of live gaming fanatics for 4 years. Yeah, that's me. For what it's worth. |
