Since I was a little boy, I have noticed that the celebration of the beginning of each new year has also involved celebrating the beginning of a “new year” in my own life. January 2 is JJ’s own “New Years Day,” and there have been quite a few of these. I have just marked the 23rd anniversary of my 39th birthday!
Ha ha ha…😜
62 years is a good stretch of time. It puts many things into perspective, but I'm not going to philosophize about them today. The most important thing I can say is that I thank God for everything.
We had a lovely day with family and friends. I got a very much needed haircut and beard trim from my favorite barber: my wife. I went for a walk in the cold clear air with Maria and Anna. We will have a bit more of a party over the weekend.
I’ll just post a collection of pictures, some old and some new, that cover various points of time and memory over these 6+ decades.
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| Anna looks like she’s ready to walk in space!☺️ |
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| Maria bundles up in her favorite pink coat. |
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| Sisters! (Granddaughters!) |
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| Here are the current “Elders” of the Virginia Janaro Clan. |
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| Me and Eileen, a.k.a. “Dad and Mom,” “Papa and Nana”… (recent pic) |
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| Eileen and I as Bride and Groom, nearly 29 years ago. Just two crazy kids! |
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| Take it back 20 years ago: Spring 2005. |
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| Janaro family, Fall 2005. Struggling with my health back then. |
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| Me with Cardinal Arinze at a conference at my university (2004, I was Dept. Chair). |
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2006 brought me (what turned out to be temporary) remission, and Premie Josefina.
Above is me with Irish Dancing Josefina, around 2021 or 2022ish. |
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| Vigorous and healthy me with John Paul and Agnese, Fall 1999. |
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| Me performing on guitar, 1980s (yes, that’s REALLY me!) |
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| Approaching Manhattan on the Ferry, 1983 (when I had HAIR!😜) |
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| JJ as irresponsible teenager (late 70s - early 80s) |
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| Young rockstar-wannabe JJ “shredding” a solo (I was pretty good, actually). |
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| Me with my Dad at a baseball game, 1977-ish. |
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| The Janaro family on Christmas. (Mid 1970s?) |
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| Back to 1964: My Dad and Mom with a one-year-old me. |
