Jeff and Laura

Jeff, Laura, Santa circa 1957

Laura, Jeff, Debbie

Debbie, Laura, Jeff

Gibson Kids - Debbie, Jeff, Laura, Jan, Joel, Mike, Chris

Debbie, Laura, Jan, Mike, Chris, Jeff

Debbie, Jeff, Mike, Laura

Meeting Baby Bellamy — with Uncle Jeff, Grandma and Bellamy

Footage from Uncle Jeff. He sent it to me following Emily's birthday party in April 2025. I love seeing the world through his eyes here.

Dinner gathering — with Dorothy, Theresa, Josh, Keri Bowman, Emily Bowman, Erik, Jeff and Laura Pritchard

Dinner gathering — with Jeff, Josh Bowman and Keri Bowman

I can’t remember why Uncle Jeff is being goofy in this photo, but we all know he provided humor everywhere he went.

One of my earliest memories of my Uncle Jeff took place when I was about 4 years old and he lived with my mom, dad, and sister in Bothell/Everett. I remember the day we took down his wall pyramid of empty Budweiser cans from his bedroom. We brought the cans (too many for a 4-year old to count) outside to our driveway and smashed them down so they'd fit into the trash. I think it was Uncle Jeff who taught us how to step on the cans in a way that would make them stick to our shoes so we could walk around outside with noisy 'stilts' on our feet. Sometimes the cans would break down around your shoes just perfectly, and sometimes a can would pinch your foot too tightly or fall of too soon. It must have been a memorable experience for me because I think back to that day with fondness and a smile every time it crosses my mind.