This is a slightly edited version of a post that was originally published in July 2018 as Memory Monday, Week 73. CORRECTION: Last Monday I shared photos of a road trip from Northern California to the Oregon coast and said it was a trip my parents took. I later heard from my mom, who let me know [for the second time!] that this was actually a trip she took with her parents (my grandparents) in the summer of 1946, after she graduated from high school. Thanks yet again, Mom! I wish I had talked more with my father about the time he spent in Japan during the early 1950s; and I really wish I’d known about the existence of these photos! Many of them have no information, but a few have notes scribbled on the back — which I’ll be including as captions whenever possible. Below is an example of some images coming up next week. My dad was a mechanic and his favorite planes were the P-51 Mustangs, so he took a lot of photos of them. I’m not sure what “dragging the field” means; maybe somebody out there can clue me in? NOTE: Using Google, I’ve since found a few references to the phrase “dragging the field” which lead me to believe it refers to making one or more low passes over the runway to check that the surface is suitable for landing the plane: Don’t just land […]
This post was originally published in June 2018 as Memory Monday, Week 72. My post is running a little late today; Memory Monday turned into Migraine Monday unfortunately! This week I have a few photos from a road trip my parents took to the Oregon coast. I’m not sure what year it was but I’m guessing late 1940s or early 1950s. Notes on the back indicate the two images side by side below are of a bridge “not far north of Redding,” and the photo on the right depicts the east end. “The guard rail doesn’t match very well but you can get the idea anyway (I hope).” Next week I’ll start in on some of the many photos my dad shot while he was stationed in Japan during the Korean war. Quite a few of these I’ve been unable to identify — but they’re pretty cool anyway!
This week, I’m taking another look not at slides but at some black and white prints that I first shared back in early September 2018, in Memory Monday Week 82. I’ve never had the chance to visit these particular locations, but if you click on that link and scroll down, you’ll see a color image of the above photo that […]
This week I have a few more miscellaneous shots from around 1972-1973. Although I can’t recall details about these specific images, I definitely remember visiting a number of prisons during our Mexico trips. When I think back on it now, it seems incredible that Frank Gonzales was allowed to bring a large group of young people (and at least one […]
Welcome back to Mexico Monday redux! I can’t remember if I’ve shared the corrected versions of my slides this week, but they include some of my favorite memories. One or two of the images seem to relate to ones I’ve previously shared — like the one below, showing our VW camper parked outside an open-air restaurant along the highway, shot […]
Mexico Monday redux is taking a break this week. See you next Monday!
This week’s images include pictures from 1973 and 1974 — inside a prison, building an orphanage in Tepic, and my Dad visiting with a family at their home.
Since I live only a short drive away from the site of Mormon Island 1 (normally located under the waters of Folsom Lake since 1955, except during drought years), it may be only natural that driving along Iron Mountain Road, near Pollock Pines in El Dorado County, always gets me wondering exactly why this route is known as the Mormon […]
Here are a few more images from the summer of 1972.