These may not be the greatest Canada goose photos I’ve ever shot, but I can’t help liking them. Yesterday morning I went out to Folsom Lake with the Big Guy. It was still relatively cool at at 10 o’clock, and I was sitting on a rock gazing at what’s left of New York Creek, which currently looks like this: Suddenly, […]
This week, I’m focusing on our visits to Guadalajara during 1968 through 1970. I’ve shown you one or two of these pictures before, when I wrote about the “lemon factory“, and I’m sure we visited this church more than once. I can’t for the life of me remember what part of the city this was in, but I have clear […]
July 1981 — I do remember a number of things about this summertime visit with my sister’s family in the San Diego area, partly because I’ve held onto my journal from that period. It tells me that I went along with my mom and my grandpa and we stayed from July 11th to the 18th (I think my dad must […]
This week, my images date from 1976 and 1978 — both summers my dad traveled on his own to Mexico to join Frank Gonzales’ team. Only a few years earlier, I had been the small child standing in the front of the team; now Frank’s two young daughters, Lisa and Gina, became the group mascots. On this particular day, they […]
Last week I wrote that it would be my last week sharing images from the orphanage near Puerto Vallarta — but I forgot I still had three more small boxes of slides to go through, and at least a couple of the pictures here clearly depict the area around the orphanage. I don’t have captions for these images, but going […]
I didn’t plan this very well. The last time I stopped along the Rattlesnake Bar Road to take pictures of the old quarry, it was March and the sky was full of dark, rain-filled clouds. The conditions weren’t great for hiking, but for shooting this scene, I couldn’t have asked for much better. This time, though, it was a warm, […]
At the orphanage, located near Puerto Vallarta, everybody worked together to get the job done. These slides don’t have any written captions, but it’s clear to see the effort and cooperation it took just to complete a mundane chore like laundry. I really love how everybody is smiling as they work together.
This week my slides all date from the Summer of 1968; I think that was our first trip to Mexico, and it was a real adventure. I’m just sorry I can’t remember more of the details (since I was only about 7 at the time). It does seem to me that we spent more time in motels — and in […]
