I’ve been busy reorganizing my collection of old prints this week, and of course I have a load of photos of our dogs. It’s been 10 years now since we lost Buster, Gabby, and Pinkie (they died within a few months of each other, and I blogged about Buster’s passing in April 2010). I still miss those dogs deeply, but […]
A few more images from Frank Gonzales’ birthdays in Mexico — basketball games inside prison, along with cake and gifts.
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 […]
If you follow this blog at all, you will know that I share a lot of old family photos, from those dating back to the early 1950s when my Dad was stationed in Japan to ones I shot myself in the 1980s and 1990s. So when I stumbled across this one-hour episode of California’s Gold, I knew I had to […]
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 […]
We met so many wonderful people as we traveled through Mexico; I’m sad that I can recall so few details about them, like the folks in this week’s images. I do still have some memories, though — like staying at the Chacons’ lovely house in Mexico City. Their front door was unlike any I had ever seen before. It was […]