Monthly Archives: October 2011

We are very, very fortunate, indeed.  Our house could easily have been burned to the ground, quite possibly with our dog inside, locked in a kennel.  The battery in the center of the above photo formerly looked exactly like the one below … Continue reading →

Just one photo today, mes amis. A cousin just sent me this colorized version of an old tintype photo of my great grandfather, David, along with his third wife (not my great grandmother), his hired hand holding the mules, and … Continue reading →

  At least one of my sisters was in this particular high school band.  The avenue on which they are marching is now a four-lane, and cars can no longer park along the shoulders.  We know it is at least … Continue reading →

My agricultural roots Here I am, showing off my prize watermelon.  It was the year James Dean died and Elvis signed with RCA.  Rock Around the Clock.  Bobby socks and poodle skirts.  Disneyland opened, and Jonas Salk developed the polio … Continue reading →

First day of school, 1952 OK, I don’t know for sure if this photo was taken the first day of school.  For that matter, I can’t say with 100% certainty that the year of capture was in 1952, but it’s a … Continue reading →

Horton Deakins with pipe, self portrait No, that’s not me.  That’s not even my dad.  It is, however, the man who would eventually become my dad.  He was quite the photographer, and he took this self portrait sixty years ago, … Continue reading →

  And don’t even think about complaining about the pun in today’s title — it’s what I do.  I think this was an American entry — but what would have been my first clue?  While you’re here, check out the small … Continue reading →