Just to be annoying, I get to be a Proud Daddy here a little bit .... we've got Wiltz IV, Phillip, and Sharon-The-Dumb-Girl .... fourth generation residents of Arizona ... not to mention Jerry, who has gotten his Masters from Tufts, gotten his book published, and is making a go of it all on the Left Coast.
And now we have our fifth generation Native Arizonans - four wonderful grandchildren.
Not shown are Uncle Bert and Cousin Ferdie, who don't photograph well 'cause it tends to scare the neighbors if we let them outside. Annie Bethancourt is a first-cousin-once-removed who makes music too! So does her brother, Matt.
This is Ceilidh, our first rescue greyhound. We named her that because she was always up for a party, and raised cain better than any other dog we've known. After we lost her to old age, we adopted three more (Coral, Flo and Minnie). It's a circus with them zooming about, and the cats (Rumble the Alien Cat, Winston Furball, It's-all-about-Zoe, Toby, 4, Sophie and C.C. The Christmas Cat ) get the hell out of the way. Throw in Ceinwyn the Very Blonde Saluk, Dixie Terrorist and Amy the Italian Greyhound (and a constantly varying number of cats ... we are a cat foster home .....) and these critters show us all what the word "joy" can really mean. 
We also do a little work with Greyhound Rescue, and with a group called Noah's Animal Rescue, that helps to get stray dogs and cats into homes of their own.
Great Aunt Irminstrudel joined an obscure religious cult after World War I, and now spends her time on the beach having religious experiences and wrapping herself in wet sheets.
These are my maternal grandparents, Clarence Homer Burnett and Nancy Catherine Griffith, about the time of World War I. They lived in Lockwood, MO at the time. He served in the Artillery in France and was gassed. It bothered him for the rest of his 87 years.
He was a law-enforcement officer for Maricopa County Sheriff's Office and an Adult Probation Officer here in Arizona, and did much community service with the American Legion.
He played the fiddle.
These are my maternal Great-grandparents, Charles William Burnett and his wife Hettie S. Martin, of Lockwood MO, with three of their kids. The one in the middle, top row, is my grandfather.
The other two are Horace and Roy. Ormal wasn't born yet, so this picture was probably taken around 1900 or so.
This is my paternal great-grandfather's (Perrenot) grave in New Mexico. Gordon Bethancourt is buried here too. The family homestead in Las Cruces is now an open-pit mine.
