Upon seeing the book at Indigo, I did what the stereotypically aliterate Ford follower would do and immediately gravitated to the pictures--and what struck me is how (notwithstanding clothing and haircut fashions of whatever day) basically *normal* the family looked through the 70s and 80s, in their blue-collar aristocratic way. Even Rob doesn't necessarily look like a foretelling of future fatf*ckitude. Between the Fords and "Trump's America", it's like something happened over the past quarter century or more that's turned onetime happy regular-looking folk into pained, contorted grotesques...a societal something-or-another than goes beyond raw economics. (It's a good thing Toronto Life reproduced a lot of those.)
And as for Rob's 2000 wedding photo: it's weird how Mikey looks like he's got some, I dunno, fetal-alcohol-type "disability"--I *guess* things have worked out well for him, considering...