Lisa Carol Bradley

This is my dearest mother. She was born in 1964 in Sedelia, Kentucky. As an only child, she spent a lot of her time playing out doors by herself. Her mother and father worked constantly, and paid her little attention. Therefore, at an early age, my mother became fascinated with almost everything outdoors. She began growing flowers, and vegetable gardens, and taking care of stray animals. Present day, my mother still does all those things. Fortunately, her ove for working in a garden didn't get passed on to me.

Douglas Ryan Bradley

This is my step-father. One of the most strict of men i have ever met. He was born in 1958 as the second child. He grew up on a farm with his mother, father, and older sister. He was taught how to work hard. He later became a mechanic, and at the age of 36 met my mother. He married and soon had children of his own. He became a work-a-holic and a chain smoker. To this day Doug still smokes, he owns horses and lives on teh same farm he and my mother first moved into as newly-weds.

Sarah Leanne Bradley

Born in 1997 as my step-sister that I was forced to share a room with for ten years. We had a patchy relationship obviously, after having to spend so much time together. However, my sister is currently a senior at Fulton County High School in Hickman, Kentucky. She is one of the top students in her class, just like her sister, and is interviewing for a full ride to Lindsey Wilson College in Columbia, Kentucky. She wants to major in radiology and get her octorate degree some day. I am quite proud of her accomplishments.

Stephanie Hackstad and James Robert Waid

This would be my older brother and his fiancé Steph. They met while in college at Murray State University. They have been together for over four years, and after popping the question in Time Square, they have finally set a date to be married. Oddly enough, the date they picked is my mother and grandfather's birthday; June 15. I think they are good for one another, and balance each other out quite well. I wish them the best of luck.

Lance-A-Lot

This was my puppy Lance. He was a blonde pomerianina with a lot of spunk for a 5 year old dog. I received him from my aunt a summer ago after she had rescued him off of the streets. I fed, groomed, and bathed him immediately and he soon after came to life. Potty training was a difficult, and never accomplished task, and I lost a lot of clothing items to him as chew toys. However, I really loved that dog. After speech nationsl last year he got sick on me, and the care he required was too costly for me as a college student so I took him to the humane society. There, he received his treatment and was adopted within a week. I sure do miss him.

This is a video of an old show called "Who's Line Is It, Anyway?" and me and my family would watch it every night after supper and before bed every night. So here is a clip for you to enjoy.