© Copyright 1996 - 1998, Richard Troy. Last update, August 25, 1998.

The Troy Family Photo Album

Images, and new pages can easily be added, just drop me a note.

From here you can browse:

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.

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?

Well, for now, we'll see what seems to come naturally...

My Generation

I have one sister, Vera Denise, and no brothers. She has three children - two sons, Christopher Michael, and Justin, and one daughter, Heather Marie.

Vera Denise Troy

Some images of Denise as a young un:

...This is Denise
A photo of Denise at 15
A photo of Denise on a trip to "mile high Mississippi" with the Da'Quilla family. Circa 1974.
And Heather... in Black & White

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 Grandfather, Frank Middleton, who was affectionately known by everybody as "Daddy Frank". He farmed a half acre or so behind his house in Natchitoches (I KNOW the spelling is wrong!) Louisiana on the Cane river. He grew champion tomatoes, among other things using this push plow until he became very old indeed. He passed away in 1983, I believe.
Glen Arlis
Glen Corleys fathers funeral?
Franky and Robert
Daddy Frank with Denise and I
Millie in a sun dress...
Myself, my Dad, and Markus Corley

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 shots...

My "first mustache!" The photo is dated 1966...
My passport photo from 1976.
This is me... and again.
And I still fly model airplanes!
...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.
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 so was not 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 - but Karen and I were a lot closer. Our problem was that we were always missing each other.... I would be involved with another, when she'd be free to date, and visa versa - some dozen times or so. 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. I hope she's doing well now.
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!

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Richard M. Troy III

rtroy@sciencetools.com