Memory Monday revisited, Week 3

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 […]

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Memory Monday revisited

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 […]

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Happy Mother’s Day!

No, my mom was never constantly on the phone — but I really like this candid shot I took of her with my Polaroid camera in March 1976. It also helps remind me that it’s been WAAAAY too long since we’ve talked (and even longer since we’ve been able to see each other). I guess I know what needs to […]

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Memory Monday, Week 123

September 1, 2000 — Mom boarded the westbound California Zephyr in Ottumwa, Iowa, and I’m very grateful that she chose to shoot a few photos out the train window as the train rolled across the Great Plains, over the Rockies, through the Nevada flatlands and finally the Sierra Nevada on her trip home. I may never get to travel across […]

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