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Life Stories: My First Photography Gig

It is hard for me to tell the entirety of my story in any particular sequence or simple way. I suppose sometimes things kind of speak for themselves, and I can give a summary overview of what I recall of this event and these albums. Summary: According to the date on one of the photos in the albums my mother put together at the end of April 1979 (within two weeks of my father’s death on May 10, 1979) for...

I Arm-Wrestled my Daddy and I Won!

Among my young memories are arm-wrestling matches with my father. I’d say somewhere between first and fifth grade we would occasionally arm-wrestle at the kitchen table. Whether I’m accurately remembering the exact nature of these playful activities I will never know. Like many old recollections, they seem to be in glimpses in our mind’s eye and since this was not a one-time arm-wrestling contest, the number of variations in my mind remains! I can recall him teaching me the rules...

I Hereby Beckon the Magnetic Pull of Needless Problems to Keep Coming My Way!!!

It’s a crazy crazy world…every day we are all bombarded with stuff that is increasingly embedded in technological and other processes beyond our control! And then, we are expected to just absorb it all…with stoic calmness…lol…. It’s been a humdinger of a week…actually in the past month I’ve probably lost at least a good solid forty hours (in small and large increments, of course…) on a seemingly senseless (and seemingly endless) stringed series of…um…mistakes and…um… “complications.” Here’s to…a four day...