Some of the signs that we saw on our recent coastal trip.
I confess that not all this week’s images are from Mexico, so it’s a bit of a mixture of Mexico Monday and Memory Monday — but they are the last of the slides grouped together in small boxes, so I present them here today. I’ll start off with pictures from a holiday trip I took with my mom and dad […]
At the orphanage, located near Puerto Vallarta, everybody worked together to get the job done. These slides don’t have any written captions, but it’s clear to see the effort and cooperation it took just to complete a mundane chore like laundry. I really love how everybody is smiling as they work together.
I have three small boxes of slides with images from a trip — or maybe it was multiple trips — my dad took to an Mexican orphanage that our church was sponsoring. These pictures date from around 1976, and the first group of slides actually have short descriptions written on the frames which I’ve included here.
Here’s a group of images that my Dad shot during his trip to Mexico in July 1973; unfortunately, I don’t know the stories behind the pictures.
My slides this week date from 1972 and ’73, although unfortunately I can’t offer much more information about them. I think I mentioned before that Frank Gonzales had the women wear a different color of dress each year — one year bright orange, one year bright green, and so on — and it would be so great to have a […]
My collection of slides from Mexico, especially the ones kept in boxes, have been shuffled and reshuffled so many times that sometimes it’s tough to figure out their proper sequence. So I’m always happy when I can discover images that clearly belong together. This week I have a few examples of paired images — including one slide that’s a repeat […]
We stopped in so many different places along the way in our travels from the various border crossings (Ciudad Juarez, Nogales, Laredo) to Mexico City and back. The highways were often long, narrow, and lacking in interesting scenery — at least from my childish perspective. On the city streets we drove over bumpy cobblestones and the dreaded speedbumps known as […]