In the midst of some unsettled weather yesterday afternoon, we had a cold rainstorm (in which I got drenched walking home from work!) and even a little bit of snow. Snow isn’t completely unheard of at this elevation (240 ft/73 m above sea level) but it’s certainly a rare event. In fact, at first I thought it was merely hail; […]
This week I’m sharing my last few Mexico Monday images; there are actually some more slides in the collection, but my current slide scanner is leaving them too washed out to use. One of these days I’ll invest in a better quality scanner that will do justice to the photos my dad took.
Even though Frank and his team worked very hard every summer during July and August, visiting prisons, singing in churches, and witnessing to groups of children and adults up and down the length of Mexico, there was always time for a little fun along the way.
A selection of smiling faces, 1972-1974.
A couple of memories really stand out for me about our trips to Mexico in the early 1970s. One is that a different color and type of fabric was chosen for the dresses worn by the women of the team each summer. One year the color was a bright reddish-orange; another year it was lime green. These were not bought […]
I’m certain that all but one my images this week were shot during the summer of 1970, mostly because of the date stamp on the slide frame. I can also narrow down the time period, in some cases at least, by the eyeglasses I’m wearing or the length of my hair. I got my first pair of glasses in 1969, […]
Welcome back to Mexico Monday! I’ve started going through the latest batch of slides which my mom recently discovered — and like the previous images I’ve shared, most of these are not labeled, although some of them have a date stamp showing when they were developed. I’m trying to organize them by year as much as possible, but it does […]
In my post last Saturday titled House of Sand and Fog, I described how I lost a bunch of images I had shot on our Wednesday afternoon at the coast. Well, I wasn’t the only one dealing with serious disappointment that day. The Big Guy, fishing with a brand new heavy surf rod and coping with pain from a torn rotator […]
The trees along California’s north coast are beautiful… but you don’t normally find too many fish hiding in them. We were actually looking for access to the shore, which in this area means a rocky point where it’s relatively safe to stand, or maybe a small beach we might be able to climb down to without breaking our necks. There are […]