Life
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The Boy In All Of Us
This was not an intentional photo, and I had even forgotten about it. It was taken by accident and just uploaded like 99% of all my horrible pics. Until I looked back. The original had my thumb in the way. I did not want to upload it as it was snapped, but you know me… I luvz me a good edit. Perhaps this is good, perhaps not. The boy I once was Adults gather, and drink and laugh With dad doing man things I sit, wanting to grow old The man I am now I sit, wanting to be young
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My Mother’s Hands
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Dad’s Photos
My Dad was a 35mm camera junky. Many years ago he started scanning them to get them digital. His attention to detail wasn’t fantastic, but at least we now have them accessible. During one of his house cleanouts all those cartridges of 100’s of slides got tossed out. Kinda sad actually. Scanning them made them redundant. Once or twice a year, he’d drag out the projector and we’d all sit around and relive all the places we had been. Simpler times for sure. One day I’ll do the same with all the prints in all the albums. It’s good to have memories.
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Old Time Movies
1958…. My mom and her fam in moving pictures
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Learning To Drive
Where I work has a big ol’ off-the-beaten-path 400 car parking lot. It sits empty pretty much. Today I witnessed a girl learning to ride a bike. Not judging but she looked to be about 14 or 17…. it -was- from a distance. Mom and Dad were eagerly yelling instructions out. Fun times. I first drove a car with the blessing of my Mom. I tagged along with her and Pam, who had her permit and needed practice. Marshdale Elementary parking lot. I remember it well. I spent time on the tether ball court while they did what they did, not really paying much attention. Mom was pretty patient, and there were no…
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The Snow “storm” of 2021
Went out for some pictures at my favorite place this morning. The 2021 storm was delayed.
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Struggles
The wheel chair photo was taken in March 2018. My father was in the hospital dealing with his newly diagnosed cancer. The photo of Mom and Dad was taken in March 2012 in California. We took a trip out to San Diego. Good Memories.
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I really have no idea
It’s the first Monday of the New Year. 2021! What can I say? It’s no different than yesterday, or yesteryear. Although I admit I have not been myself. Covid funk perhaps. I don’t know. Honestly. I feel like I’ve been punched. Not caring about the big things, and caring way to much about the small things. This is new to me. I exist, and that’s about it. The art of Saturday / Sunday do nothing has crept into Monday. Tuesday becomes the attempted recovery of Monday. Wednesday just is. Thursday comes along leading to doubts about the weekend. Forget Friday, it’s an allowed excuse. Wake up on Saturday, do nothing.…
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A final note about 2020
A long rambling post without much point other than to say what’s in my head. It’s the last day of the year and it seems appropriate. 2021 is a day closer. This shit being over is a day closer. If we don’t remember, we are doomed to repeat. On January 7th, I got my Passport for an expected trip to Australia. I was excited and both Mom and Dad were excited for me to go, but it took them prodding me for months before I said yes to the trip. Almost every phone call Mom would ask, When are you going? April! Ticket was purchased all things GO! I was…
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Monday
Sitting without feelBusy work to pass the timeThe day moves, but I do not….
