© Copyright 1996 - 2011, Richard Troy. Last update, September 25, 2010.
The Troy Family Photo Album
Images, and new pages can easily be added, just
drop me a note.
From here you can browse:
For each person, of course, there is a maternal and a paternal side ...
since I am the one creating these pages, then it's my
paternal and maternal sides that will be the main division! As an alternative
to paternal and maternal divisions, I observe that when I am thinking about
the family, I always think of all the people at my generational level,
and my parents, and so on... and perhaps that might make sense too... i.e.:
"This is my generation..." and include my siblings and cousins. Then "This
is my parents generation..." and include all their siblings and in-laws!...
Messy isn't it?
A photo of a few Troys
gathered this fall.
From left: Richard M. Troy III (me!), a modest Troy daughter (who wishes
to remain anonymous), Francie Troy, and her husband Ralph Troy.
Well, for now, we'll see what seems to come naturally...
I have one sister, Vera Denise, and no brothers. She has three children
- two sons, Christopher Michael, and Justin, and one daughter, Heather
Vera Denise Troy
Some images of Denise as a young un:
My Paternal Side - The Troys
My Dad has two brothers, Ralph and Nat, and no sisters. Each brother has
a whole brood of kids... my cousins...
My Maternal Side - The Corleys
My mom Millie Jean Middleton, had a brother who died when still in high
school in north east Texas, and one sister, Cloteal. Cloteal married Glen
Corley, and they had four sons (in descending age): Markus, Glen Arlis,
Frank, and Robert.
Some images of this side of the family:
My own pictures
Well, I ought to at least get my own history right... these shots are just
a few photographs which actually mean something to me - either by time,
or by place, or the people they contain.
I had a pretty tough ride when I was a young 'un and so some of these
images mean more to me than might first appear... They are all happy
- My "first mustache!" The photo is dated 1966...
- My passport photo from 1976.
- This is me... and again.
- And I still fly model airplanes!
The Ladies of my Early Life
- Catherine Voorhies ,
ah, Cathy, the camera-shy Cajun beauty queen who took me into her life one
day while visiting Westside Auto Supply co-located with the Katz and Bestoff
(K&B) store on the back side of the Park Fontane Appartments in Algiers.
Cathy came into my life at the perfect moment for me. She was the one who
found me, planned our meeting at Westside Auto Supply, and she stirred my
soul from our first experience together; we became soul mates, she said,
forever bound. I have a love letter from her dated October 25th, 1978,
and from it it's clear that we had been profoundly connected for a long time
already - we think we started dating sometime in late summer, 1977, though
we met in the fifth grade at Rosenwald.
We were together about six years, and one day in August, 1983 we separated
because of a mix of reasons having nothing to do with our love for one another
- but it was issues on her side, health, etc; I never wanted us to break.
We continued to date until I left New Orleans in early
April of '84.
I saw her in February, 1985, and not again until April 2010 when this
photo was taken. I'll never forget the image (I can't find the photo.)
burned into my mind of her standing on the lawn next to the driveway with
newborn James in her arms as I drove
away from Elisabeth Ann Blvd in Lafayette. It was the hardest thing I've
ever done - and I certainly didn't want to go.
We stayed in contact until very early
'86, give or take a few months, when I think she became truly heart-broken
as she learned I was planning to move into a house
with Marie Teixeira. I remember hearing the sadness in her voice as I told
her the news, and afterwards, there was no more contact.
Those years without her in my life I felt as Jannis Joplin sings about her
Bobby McGee. I searched and searched. Somehow I knew we would come back together
again, and there were moments I felt I knew she was thinking of me. Imagine
my delight when she contacted me after about 24 years! ...People may talk
of eternal love and being soul mates. I feel that our experience proves it
It warms my heart to know our connection is so profound that she'd seek me
out again, but she's married and her life is 2000 miles away, etc, etc, etc...
Ours is both a happy and sad story.
- Eddie Mirl (on the right) and her room-mate.
Eddie was a flame of mine from my Freshman year in High School. I saw her
years later by chance - and took this picture... She was always quite shy,
and was several years older than me. When we met, I was already living alone
(since I was 14), and was not so well clothed... When we met this time, I
was well dressed and the first thing she said to me was, "Richard, What happened?!
You're Rich!" ...Of course I wasn't, but I was very well dressed!...
Anyway, I blushed so bad, she gave me a sweet kiss I won't soon forget. (aw!)
- Karen Matthews was a sweetheart from High
School too. We never did become a couple, but we were the best of friends.
...I love her still... She had a collapsed lung at one point and I spent weeks
visiting her in the hospital. She's a happily married band instructor these
days and I see her occasionally.
Other images from my Early Life
Please submit additions and corrections!
- ...OH! Then there was this trip, which started
with a bottle of Taquilla, shared with two Lady-friends of mine, Dora King
and Nancy. We were headed to Dallas, where I had left my '79 VW Rabbit (LONG
story) and we had stopped at North Western State University In Natchitoches,
LA, and spent the night with a friend of mine in the dormitory. On our way
the next AM, Dora gave us a really nice show!
Gawd, it was amazing... these are only a few shots from the roll!... some
of them I shouldn't put up here, but you get the idea!
- King was born in '70, and died in '83. His
litter name was "grandpaw" because of his gray hair. He was my best friend
and companion, and I still love him so dearly. There were times when it was
only his friendship that kept me going - he always loved me, no matter what
else happened... My first experience with "unconditional love" I guess. I
only wish there was some way to bring him along with me in life, other than
in my heart and memory, but at least he is there... and at least I still have
a few photos.
- Farfel actually was Marie Teixeira's pet
- and she was my Lady for 5 years... Farfel was about 15 years old when this
photo was taken in about 1989, and she was still fairly spry.
- This is my first House.
in Colorado Springs. I bought it at the age of 22... not bad... Too bad,
five years later, when I went to sell it, the area had experienced a "savings
and loan" disaster, and I couldn't sell the house. I ended up loosing a whopping
$17,000 on it. Ouch. That still hurts! Here's the drive way area, after
I had gotten done with a days demolition getting
rid of the cinder block retaining walls.. Fun, eh?
- This picture is of the very first New Orleans
Jazz and Heritage Festival at "The Fairgrounds"... I think I was 7. It
was raining off and on, and I was obviously having a good time anyway! Denise,
my sister is behind me, and was not so happy - but at least she was happy
to look at the ole mule!
Richard M. Troy III