December 3, 1969....Happy Birthday...Jochim Karl Christian Nieman (what were we thinking?)
(I've got a more pictures to add when I figure out where they are!)
Here are 4 generations of Nieman...all oldest sons I think. Grampa Walter, Grampa Gil, Dad, Karl(in the blanket)!

Karl on his blessing day.


Learning to walk...11 months.

Two years old...the elephant cake.

The cutest picture...Karl in leiderhosen John got at a postal auction.
One of many fishy pictures.

Karl holding new sister, Kendra. It's about this time he used to call me into the bathroom and watch him...he was practicing being baptized...I had to see if he totally submerged...not easy in our bathtub as big as he was getting...he'd come up and ask, "Would that count?"

Karl, Kendra and our little dog Peanuts.

Karl, Kendra, and Michael. Someone went to Hawaii and brought home shirts...it wasn't us.

Karl in the mud pits around our almond trees before we built the pool. He wearing a shirt I made...I used to make all of his t shirts.

Swimming in the mud with Mike Busch.

A big fish caught while up at Grandma and Grampa Ecks in Gasquet.

Playing chess with Gpa Gil.

Karl on his blessing day.


Learning to walk...11 months.

Two years old...the elephant cake.

The cutest picture...Karl in leiderhosen John got at a postal auction.
One of many fishy pictures.

Karl holding new sister, Kendra. It's about this time he used to call me into the bathroom and watch him...he was practicing being baptized...I had to see if he totally submerged...not easy in our bathtub as big as he was getting...he'd come up and ask, "Would that count?"

Karl, Kendra and our little dog Peanuts.

Karl, Kendra, and Michael. Someone went to Hawaii and brought home shirts...it wasn't us.

Karl in the mud pits around our almond trees before we built the pool. He wearing a shirt I made...I used to make all of his t shirts.

Swimming in the mud with Mike Busch.

A big fish caught while up at Grandma and Grampa Ecks in Gasquet.

Playing chess with Gpa Gil.









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