Saturday, December 7, 2013


Christal Cooper – 1,668 Words
Facebook @ Christal Ann Rice Cooper




I want to know Your human form
not the image of the bearded man in white-
But the One I can talk to,
Eat bread and fish with, hold hands with.
Do You have the lips of Mick Jagger,
The sculpted body of Arnold Schwarzenegger?
What color is your hair or are You bald?
Your hands may be gentle, or may be
coarse, dirty.  When You wandered
Israel’s forests and mountains,
Were you able to bathe or was your odor
Appalling to the Romans?
You may be ugly, common, or grotesque,
But when I see Your face and form-
I will finally see beauty.

It’s rare to find a mass of people who agree on one thing, much less on something as controversial as Jesus.  There appear to be three camps out there:  Jesus is the Son of God; He was just a good man; or He was mentally ill.  But for as far as the existence of Jesus, there appears to be a consensus of all peoples of faith, and from all the corners of the world, that He did exist.  Perhaps the most controversial idea about Jesus is not who He is, but His physical appearance. 

The white, European, Anglo-Saxon have a monopoly on Jesus’s appearance - tall, blonde, blue eyed, white skin, handsome features.  In fact, perhaps the two most famous real-life-men images of Jesus is that of actor Robert Powell who portrayed Jesus Christ in the 1977 miniseries “Jesus of Nazareth” and James Caviezel in Mel Gibson’s 2004 movie theatrical production “The Passion Of The Christ.”

One work that describes Jesus’s appearance is The Archko Volume,  published in 1887, and purported to be a selection of historical records from the writings of the Sanhedrin and the Jewish Talmud that relate to the life and death of Jesus Christ.  In the chapter Gamaliel’s Interview Jesus is described as looking like His mother, “He is the picture of His mother, only He has not her smooth, round face.  His hair is a little more golden than hers, though it is as much, from sunburn as anything else.  He is tall and His shoulders are a little dropped; His visage is thin and a swarthy complexion.  His eyes are large and a soft blue, and rather dull and heavy.”

Publius Lentullis, the President of Judea during Jesus’s time, wrote a letter to the Senate describing Jesus as “a man of stature somewhat tall and comely with reverent countenance.”  Lentullis wrote of Jesus’ chestnut-colored hair that is “full ripe, plain to His ears, whence downwards it is more orient and curling and wavering about his shoulders.”  He further states that the partition in His hair resembles that of the typical Nazarene, and describes His red beard as the same color as His hair, but very thick, long, and forked.  Lentullis also describes His face as perfection:  “His forehead plain and very delicate; His face without spot or wrinkle, beautified with a lovely red; His nose and mouth so formed as nothing can be reprehended; His look innocent and mature; His piercing eyes gray, clear, and quick.”

Pontius Pilate makes it a point to separate the differences between Christ and His fellow men: “His golden colored hair and beard gave to His appearance a celestial aspect. What a contrast between Him and His bearers with their black beards and tawny conmplexions!”

John Damascus, in a letter to Emperor Theophilus, describes Jesus as having a black beard with a wheat-colored complexion, as well as having “brows which grew together, the beautiful eyes, the prominent nose, the curling hair the look of health.”

Greek Ecclesiastical historian Nicephorus Callistus Xanthopoulos, who lived around 1320, claimed to have gathered documents and writings of philosophers and other witnesses who actually saw Jesus.  In Xanthopoulos’s Historica Ecclesiastica (consisting of 18 books) Jesus is described as having thin, brown, curling hair that had not been cut since childhood.  According to this writing Jesus has black eyebrows, and “sea-blue eyes shading into brown” that have a “beautiful glance” and his nose “prominent” with a slightly bent neck and an oval face with an olive and ruddy complexion. 

It may be comforting to read eye witness accounts, especially for the Christian, but there’s a problematic twist:  the Archko Volume has been proven to be a fraud; Publius Lentullus never existed; and Xanthopoulos, who clamed to have received his information from reliable sources, has been questioned about the honesty and authenticity of his research; the letters of Pontius Pilate were originally published in 1928 as a novel by William Overton Clough titled “Letters of Pontius Pilate – Letters Written During His Governship of Judea to His Friend Seneca in Rome;” and John Damascus was born in 676 A.D., well after the time of Jesus’s birth, crucifixion, and resurrection.

It is safe to say there really is no strong, substantial evidence of Jesus’s appearance.  The Bible is vague about Jesus’s physical description.  We do know that David, Jesus’s 14-times-great grandfather, was described in 1 Samuel 16:12 as having a red complexion:  “He was ruddy, with a fine appearance and handsome features.”  We are also told that Joseph was a descendant of Shem, Noah’s son.  But scripture believers knows there is no chance that Jesus inherited any biological trait from His earthly father Joseph, because Joseph was not His biological father.  Thus the only inherited human biological traits Jesus could have inherited were those of the Virgin Mary, his biological mother.  We know that Mary was also a descendent of David; having descended from David’s older son Nathan, whereas Joseph descended from David’s son Solomon.

In Revelation 1:14-15, Jesus is described:  “His head and hair were white like wool, white as snow, and His eyes were like blazing fire.  His feet were like bronze glowing in a furnace.”   We are told in the gospels of Matthew, Mark, and Luke that it was necessary for Judas Iscariot to point out Jesus to the arresting army.; so perhaps His physical appearance was not that distinct from those around him.  Matthew 26:48:  “Now the betrayer had arranged a signal with them:  “The one I kiss is the Man, arrest Him!”  In John 18:4-5, the arresting army has to inquire who Jesus is.  “Jesus, knowing all that was going to happen, went out and asked them, “Who is it you want?”  “Jesus of Nazareth,” they replied.  “I am He,” Jesus said.”  Experts believe that Jesus’s physical appearance, though He was apparently not the typical Galilean, was very much like the typical Galilean.

Experts from numerous fields and various countries, Israeli archeologists, British scientists, and BBC collaborated in an attempt to answer the question of Jesus’s phsyical attributes.  The experts were prominent in their prospective fields: archeology, biology science, climate adaptation, computer science, cultural data, dentistry, forensic anthropology, genetics, human growth and development, human osteology, nutrition, paleoanthropology, physical anthropology, physical science, primatology, and topography.  Popular Mechanics December 2002 Issue states:  “British scientists assisted by Israeli archeologists have recreated what they believe is the most accurate image of the most famous face in all of human history.”

Medical artist and Englishman, Richard Neave acquired three well-preserved human skulls from Jerusalem, where Jesus apparently lived and preached. The skulls were dated and proved to be the same chronological age that Jesus was during the time of his ministry, 30 to 33 years old. With computerized topography, Neave created X-ray slices of the skulls that revealed accurate measurements of the thickness of soft tissues at key areas on the three human faces.  As a result, Neave and his research team were able to recreate muscles and skin overlying the represented skulls.  To determine the color and hair type, Neave and his team studied drawings dated from the 1st century from archeological sites.  At the end of the research, it was unanimously determined that Jesus had dark features with dark tightly coiled hair and a beard.  In 1 Corinthians 11:14, Paul writes of his distaste of men with long hair:  “Does not the very nature of things teach you that if a man has long hair, it is a disgrace to him.”  It only seems fitting that Jesus Christ, whom Paul worshipped, would have short hair.

Neave and his team also determined that Jesus was about 5 feet 1 and weighed about 110 pounds.  Neave’s team also found that Jesus was extremely athletic and physically fit, with a fantastic muscular structure. Due to His vocation as a carpenter, and the time spent in the sun, His face was weather-beaten and made Him appear years older than his 30 to 33 years.  The end result, as the Popular Mechanics reported, is that Jesus was a short, Middle Eastern man.

Jeremy Bowen, former BBC Middle East correspondent and host of the documentary series, “Son of God,’ admitted in an interview that the BBC image was not the image of Jesus Christ.  “But we believe He would have had a face like the one we created.” 

Allison Galloway, professor of anthropology at the University of California in Santa Cruz, also admits this is not the face of Christ, but still believes the image is as accurate as anyone will ever accomplish in human history.  She told Popular Mechanics writer Mike Fillon, “This is probably a lot closer to the truth than the work of many great masters.”

Many of these great masters are still unknown, such as the fresco painting of Jesus Christ in 230 to 240 A.D., which is believed to be the first representation of Jesus Christ.   Another unknown great master depicted Jesus with a beard in a fresco painting in 375 A.D., which is believed to be the first representation of Jesus with a beard.   The first black Jesus originated from a church in Rome and dates from 530 AD.  The first known Icon of Christ was the 6th Century painting that depicts Jesus as being of Eastern Mediterranean descent.

Photo Description and Copyright Information
Photo 1.  Video cover of the miniseries Jesus of Nazereth. 

Photo 2.  Movie Poster of The Passion.

Photo 3.  Front cover of The Archko Volume, 1887. 

Photo 4.  Front cover of the letter of Publius Lentullis to the Senate.

Photo 5.  Painting of Pontius Pilate interrogating Jesus Christ.  Attributed to Nikolai Ge in 1890.  Public Domain.

Photo 6.  Painting of John Damascus.  Photo courtesty of St. Nicholas Russian Orthodox Church.  Public Domain.

Photo 7.   Front copy of the letter wriotten by Nicephorus Callistus Xanthopoulos titled Historica Ecclesiastica.

Photo 8.  Book cover of Letters of Pontius Pilate – Letters Written During His Ghoernship of Judea to His Frend Senca in Rome. 

Photo 9.  Fresco painting of Jesus Christ during 230 to 240 A.D.   This painting is believed to be the first representation of Jesus Christ.   Public Domain.

Photo 10.  Painting of Judas Iscariot kissing Jesus Christ in berayal.  Attributed to Gustave Dore.  Public Domain.

Photo 11.  Front cover of the Popular Mechanics December 2002 issue.

Photo 12.  Fresco painting of Jesus Christ, believed to be the first representation of Jesus Christ with a beard in 375 A.D.  Public Domain.

Photo 13.  The Face of Christ featured in Popular Mechanics December 2002 issue.   Copyright granted by the BBC and Creative Commons-Attribution Share Alike.

Photo 14.  DVD jacket cover of the documentary series “Son Of God.”

Photo 15.  The first representation of Jesus Christ as a black man, originating forma church in Rome in 530 A.D.  Public Domain.

Photo 16.  The first known Icon of Jesus Christ in the 66h Century.  Public Domain. 

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Part 2 Gone Too Soon - 21 Years Ago Julianne Stallman Was Murdered

Christal Cooper – 414 Words
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What The Police Know

Fact 1.
Julianne Stallman was stabbed to death in her home, located at 1028 California Street in Butte, Montana on November 29, 1994.

Fact 2.
The time of the homicide occurred between 3:00 p.m. and 6 p.m.

Fact 3.
Her body was discovered by her older son John, at 6:00 p.m.  He dialed 911 at 6:01 p.m.

Fact 4.
The perpetrator was male, at least 5 feet 11 inches tall.

Fact 5.
There is a full DNA profile of an unknown male contributor.

Fact 6.
Police believe she knew the person.

Fact 7.
There was no sign of forced entry.

Fact 8.
This was not a random crime, but rather a crime of rage in which the attacker displayed a lot of anger.

Fact 9.
The killer was probably covered in blood when he left the 1028 California residence.

Fact 10.
Police believe there are eyewitnesses that need to come forward.

Fact 11.
Only one weapon was used.

Fact 12.
Police are also asking for descriptions of vehicles in the area during that time.

Fact 13.
Police believe the perpetrator is still in the area.


If I had only known
I’d never hear your voice again
You were the treasure in my hand
You were the one who always stood beside me
So unaware I foolishly believed
That you would always be there
But then there came a day
And I turned my head and you slipped away
Excerpt from If I Had Only Known
Performed by Reba McIntyre
Words and Music by Jane Stanfield and Craig Morris
Played at Julianne Stallman’s Funeral via request by Jennifer MacPhee


In 1995 I made poster signs of my mom, stood out in front of the busy intersection, holding them in my hands, high up in the air, for three hot afternoons in a row.
In 2005, I joined the Citizens Against Homicide, a national support group based in California.  In March 2005, they published an article I wrote about my mom in their monthly newsletter.
In November 29, 2006, we held a candlelight vigil for my mother in Butte, Montana.  We wore T-shirts with Mom’s photograph with the words “Have You Forgotten?  We Haven’t.”
       Ever year for the past twenty-one years, I contact the police to make sure they do not forget, and to relay to police every possible rumor, whisper I have heard.  I will leave no stone unturned.
I will never let go!

Photo Description and Copyright Info.

Photo 1.
Newspaper Clipping of Stallman's murder.

Photo 2.
Mother and Daughter.  Jennifer MacPhee and Julianne Stallman in 1975.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee. 

Photo 3.
Reba McIntyre from "If I Had Only Known" music video
Fair Use Under the United States Copyright Law

Photo 4.
Jennifer MacPhee.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee. 

Saturday, November 30, 2013

GONE TOO SOON (1) Julianne Stallman LIFE IN PICTURES May 12, 1953 – November 29, 1994

Christal Cooper – 2,138 Words
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Julianne Stallman
May 12, 1953 – November 29, 1994

On Tuesday, November 29, 1994 in Butte, Montana, Jennifer MacPhee, 21, dropped her oldest daughter at preschool.  Then, she, her best friend, and her youngest daughter Miranda, 8 months, went Christmas shopping.  It was a beautiful day in Butte, Montana – clear with fresh white snow on the ground.

The Christmas shopping trip didn't last for long.  Butte, Montana is a small town and only had the local K-mart and local Wal-mart.   

On that same day, Julianne Stallman got out of bed and went to work at the local cafe, Jaclyn’s Restaurant at 320 Harrison Avenue, where she worked as a waitress. She got off work early, about 1:00 p.m., stopped at the local Kmart to get a curtain rod and other items, then stopped at the convenience store near her home to purchase a pack of Old Gold’s cigarettes.   She then returned to her home on California Street.  A neighbor saw her get out of her maroon Pontiac sunbird, holding the Kmart bag and entering her home.  Another neighbor saw Stallman open the door to her porch to get the five-gallon jugs of water she had delivered to her house.  At 3 p.m., Stallman spoke with her sister Patti, one of seven siblings, and talked to her for a few minutes.   Julianne told Patti she was on her way to her son’s business to make a daily deposit.  She said she would then go to her parent’s house to finish some cleaning that she had started the day before.   The sisters made arrangements at 5:00 p.m. so Julianne could give her sister a ride to pick up her car.  Patti was the last person that spoke with Julie.

More than likely Julianne had leftover Thanksgiving dinner for a late lunch, cleaned her empty plate and glass, and placed them in the sink.  She then smoked Old Gold’s cigarettes while watching People’s Court, Jeopardy, Court Television, or a soap opera that she would tape everyday.

She had planned to go to her son's business (she was his bookkeeper), pick up a deposit, and take it to the bank by 3:30 p.m. in order for the funds to be credited that day.

After the Christmas shopping trip, Jennifer picked up her olest daughter from preschool and then they all headed back to her house.  Later at around 3:30 p.m., Jennifer tried calling her mother.  She wanted to come over and show her Reanne and Miranda's Christmas pictures.  She left a message, expecting her mother to call within the hour.  She never did.  

"My husband at the time came home from school and made dinner"  

The Lat meal Julianne Stallman cooked for her family was on Thanksgiving Day, 1994.

The Stallman family had the traditional Thanksgiving dinner at 2 p.m., the main course being juicy turkey.  The family then socialized, played board and card games, and watched football.  Jennifer specifically remembers that Thanksgiving Day becasue she forgot her camera.   

“I’m a big picture taker all the time.  On Thanksgiving Day I didn’t have my camera.  I remember specifically saying (to my Mom) that I was upset I didn’t have that camera.  But then I told her I would bring it with me for Christmas and I could get the pictures there.”

For Julianne Stallman Christmas never came.

A little after six p.m. Jennifer still had not heard from her mother, and decided to bring the Christmas photos to her dad's house, a few miles outside of town. 

At 6:30 p.m., just as they were about to walk out the door, Jennifer’s phone rings.  She picks up, and it’s her brother, John, calling from the police station.                
"He told me that my mother was dead.  He had been living with my mother at the time.  He just said that Mom had died.  I said, 'How had she died?"  I imagined a car accident - that's what came to my mind, because it was really snowy outside.  She was a healthy woman.  He told me he thought she killed herself."        

Jennifer immediately called her grandfather, her mother’s father.           

"He said, 'Your mom is supposed to be here but she didn't show up either.'  I didn't tell them anything at the time.  That was before cell phones."


Jennifer and her family drove to Julianne's residence at 1028 California Street. 

“There were cop cars everywhere.  I jumped out of the truck before it stopped.  I was trying to run into the house.  This lady cop and the sheriff came over to me and had told me my mom was dead.  I just wanted to see her. And he told me that at that point it was a homicide.”        

   Jennifer returned home and called her best friend Misty to be with her while her husband dropped the girls off at her dad's house, and then drove 60 miles to pick up her aunt.  And then she called her uncle to tell him that his sister was dead.  

“I was calling around to everyone to let them know before it was on the news.  I didn’t want to tell my Grandpa.  I called my uncle and had him tell my grandpa.  My grandfather sat in his chair stunned.”

The last time Jennifer had been in her mother’s house was the previous Sunday, November 27.     

"I had gone over to get the Christmas decorations from her garage.  When she died her entire house was already decorated for Christmas."   

Jennifer and her family made the decision to live in her mother's house:  they moved it on January 1, 1995.

“It was my home.  She bought that house after Reanne was born.  And I lived there for two years.  My brother wasn’t going to live there anymore.  I was never ever afraid that anything was going to happen to me.”  I think I kind of asked them (the killers) to come at me.  I was on the radio all the time.  I’d remind people that this case was unsolved.”

On December 3, 1994 her mother’s funeral was held on a Saturday at 9:30 a.m.  The family had her casket opened so they could see her face, but only for a couple of hours.   

"My brother wouldn't go in until the casket was closed.  So we had the casket opened for only close family members."  

 After twenty-one years of searching, Jennifer refuses to give up and has vowed to find her mother's killer.  She'd questioned God, the police establishment, family, friends, and psychics.  Who did this?  Why did he do this?  What happened?  Jennifer believes the perpetrator entered her mother's house via the front door. 

 "She didn't worry about locking her doors during the day.  She'd only lock them at night.  And even at night, if my brother or I were not back for the night, she'd leave the doors unlocked just in case we forgot our keys."

She believes her mother knew the person and that there was a struggle because blood was found in various rooms.  The perpetrator perhaps turned up the volume of Stallman’s television set to drown out her cries.                

The television was left on and the police said it was deafening loud.  The police checked to see what channel was on and it was a channel that she wouldn’t watch.”                        

From November 29,1994 to June 1995, Jennifer could not be alone.  When her husband would go to work, she would go stay with her grandfather.  Despite her fears of being alone, she was the rose to the police department, a rose with many thorns.
“I was a thorn in their side.  I would literally sit there for hours and hours at the police station.  I told them, ‘I have nothing but time.’”  They’d tell me, ‘We have this much files and stacks and stacks of binders.  This is the information we have.’  I cleared his desk and said, ‘You need to listen to me, so I can help you.  You cannot NOT talk to me.  I’m not going to tell the city that you think it is this person or that person.”

Despite the tension between Jennifer and the police department, she recognizes the hard work the detectives did on the case.  The first detective Jack worked on the case for six years, until 2000, when he moved to Minnesota.   

       "We became really close.  I've seen photographs. He's probably given me more information than any victim's daughter needed to know."

As of now Detective Jerome MacCarthy is on the case.  Jennifer’s strength has always been visibly dominant in her family and friend’s lives.  Other family members would tear up at the mention of her mother’s name, but she didn’t.   

"I don't cry.  I don't show my emotions.  Jack said I'm emotionless.  I told him I can separate the emotionless from what the police need to know.  I was the rock that held everything together for the longest time."

That is until all of her friends and family were gone; her daughters asleep; her husband asleep; only then would she go to her sanctuary. 

"And my bathroom was my sanctuary and I would lay on the throw rug on the floor and would cry my eyes out and all by myself."

But when she was with other people, she dried up.
“I was just so consumed with the loss and the homicide itself.  I didn’t even have a chance to have any other emotion.”
In 1995, Jennifer finally found some form of comfort and peace when she attended meetings for an organization that supported people suffering from the death of a loved one.

“It was the only thing that gave me any kind of peace.  I went there just because they knew my story and they knew who I was.  I could cry with them.”
Jennifer also found comfort in the memories she and her mother had together.  
"She would do little itty bits of things for us.  She'd make breakfast for dinner.  Once a week we'd go down to the A &W and get root beer floats and they would put them in these little tiny baby cups."


One of her favorite memories was when she turned 21 years old, and her mother, aunt, and her best friend Misty took her to Jim's Bar and purchased her first legal drink - a Miller light.

The ultimate memory would have to be when her first two daughters were born. 
"She was there for both births.  The year Reanne was born my mother's birthday fell on Mother's day May 12.  Reanne was born two days later on May 14." 

          During the years of living in her Mom’s house on California Street her mother would visit her.                

         “My mom used to come to me all the time.  I’d find things.  She would tell me things.  And I felt that she was there.  I knew that she was there.  After she died, in my house picture frames on the walls would move, the dishwashing liquid would fall from one side of the sink to the opposite side of the sink.”

By the time Jennifer moved to Sioux Falls, South Dakota, where she resides now, she had four children: Reanne 24, Miranda 21, Caleb 18, and Cullen 14. Her highest priority is her children whom she enjoys taking care of and giving all that she has to them. 

"My life has been filled joys and I many happy times.  My children keep me focused and they are who I live for."  

Sometimes she looks at her children and can’t help but think what could have been, and how cheated her children were to have their Nana murdered.  
"I feel that had my mother not been taken from me at such a young age and in such a tragic way it could have been different.  I am and have always been very honest with my children bout the circumstances of their Nana's death."

She especially mourns the loss of her mother on behalf of her two boys, whom were born after her mother was killed.
“I am so angry that my boys never ever felt her kisses or her touch. Miranda and Reanne had little time with her as well.  When Caleb was two he held a picture of my mom in his little hand and told me matter of factly that this was his first mom and told me how she took care of him.  I now have a beautiful granddaughter named Sophie Anne, her middle name is after my mother. 
My brother has two children Madison 16 and Josh 14, and they have had a chance with their Nana either.  I wish that I could call her on the phone and ask her how to cook something, what to do, or just tell her I love her." 


“The death of my mother has changed my life sometimes for the better and sometimes not. I am a very untrusting and unforgiving person. I am a very strong and protective woman.”

Photo Description and Copyright Info

Photo 1. Sisters Linda and Juliann (far right) in 1955.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee. 
Photo 2.
Siblings Joe, Linda, and Julianne in 1956.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 3.
Julianne in 1957.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 4.
Julianne, second from right.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 5.
Julianne in 1961.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 6.
Julianne in 1968.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 7.
Julianne in 1969.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 8.
Julianne.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 9, 10, and 11.
Julianne in 1971.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 12.
Julianne holding son John in 1972.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 13.
Julianne holding baby Jennifer in 1973.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 14.
Julianne.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 15.
Julianne in 1978.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 16.
Julianne, far right, in 1978.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 17.
Julianne in 1980.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 18.
Julianne holding niece Natalie in 1980.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 19.
Sisters Patti and Julianne in 1982.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 20.
Julianne, right, in 1983.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 21.
Julianne in 1983.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 22.
Julianne dressed in pink, far left, in 1983.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 23.
Julianne holding nephew Timothy in 1984.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 24.
Julianne in 1985.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 25.
Sisters Julianne (far left) and Paula in 1986.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 26.
Julianne in 1990.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 27.
Jennifer, Julianne, and John in 1990.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 28.
Jennifer, second from left, and Julianne, far right.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 29.
Jennifer and Julianne on Thanksgiving of 1990.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 30.
Julianne, summer of 1991.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 31.
Julianne and Reanne in June of 1991.

Photo 32.
Julianne holding baby Reanne in July 1991.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 33.
Julianne and Reanne in 1991.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 34.
Jennifer holding Reanne, Julianne, and Mary in Christmas of 1991.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 35.
Julianne holding Reanne in Christmas of 1991.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 36.
Julianne and Reanne in 1992.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 37.
Reanne, Maggie, and Julianne in 1992.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 38.
Julianne in 1992.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 39 and 40.
Reanne, Jennifer, Julianne, and John in 1992.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 41.
Reanne and Julianne in 1993.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 42.
Maggie, Patti, and Julianne in 1993.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 43.
Julianne, second from left in 1993.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 44.
Julianne in 1993.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 45.
Julianne in white dress in 1993.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 46.
Patti and Julianne in Thanksgiving of 1993.  Copyright by Jennifer MacPhee.

Photo 47.
Julianne, far right, in summer of 1994.