This is a page from Mike’s baby album. I have it in my book, My Brother Michael. I can only imagine the hopes and dreams of a glorious future that my parents must have had for their new baby.
I would visit Mike often with Mom and Dad. Mike liked to walk in the park near the group home.
I wish I could find a good print of this picture (I had to take this one from my book). Mom and Dad still found time to smell the roses. (Reference the picture from 40 years before.)
This sequence of photos is from a home movie. Mom is trying to get my brother Mike to wave to Dad without success.
When our family went to visit Willowbrook, we would take him to nearby Al Deppe’s, a souped-up hot dog stand, somewhere on Victory Boulevard. My brother Dave and I played Ski-Ball and marveled at the piano-violin machine that would play duets at the drop of a quarter. I was always wary because I never knew […]