Mexico Monday redux, Week 12
Here are a few more images from my dad’s 1976 church trip to the orphanage near Puerto Vallarta, along with the captions he provided.
Mexico Monday redux, Week 11
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.
Mexico Monday redux, Week 10
A few more images from Frank Gonzales’ birthdays in Mexico — basketball games inside prison, along with cake and gifts.
Mexico Monday redux, Week 9
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.
Mexico Monday redux, Week 8
Mexico Monday redux, Week 7
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 […]
Mexico Monday redux, Week 6
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 […]
Mexico Monday redux, Week 5
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 […]
Mexico Monday redux, Week 4
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 […]
