Seems like just yesterday (May 26, 1976) you arrived at Ireland Army Hospital – Fort Knox, Kentucky.
You were born exactly two years to the day from my graduation from college.
And suddenly, in a blink, it’s 38 years later!
I am proud of you and the wonderful man you have become. WOW. You have a beautiful family.
With love and gratitude on your birthday,
and of course I should have included the best present ever
Been on a bit of a Beatles kick lately….
The paper towel holder was smiling at me (to cheer fellow blogger Stef of Three Daily Delights ) three daily delights link. (
Stef comments faithfully)
Rodin Museum The Thinker
Iron work shadows on stoop
Hitching post and cobblestones
Greenhouse at night
iPhone pics from today’s walks
Regular camera photos to be uploaded at home when I’m back to computer
Guitar in window and a quote from John Lennon’s aunt
Steve and I drove out 290 miles after school. He’s going to a conference and Mary and I are making it a mini vacation. She’s back at the hotel but we hoofed it .6 miles to South Street to Jim’s Steaks
Here is a cheesesteak with
Yea, we ate organic cheddar from Mercer County on the drive out bit tonight it is Cheez Whiz , baby. No provolone.
Plenty of grilled onions
More for Philadelphia tomorrow
I’m not going to post 6 galleries of family this week. I couldn’t stop myself with the windows.
You know I have thousands of images of my family. Some of my favorite subjects to photograph. I will restrain myself.
Henry Otto Hendricks is in the middle at the bottom. I believe the man in the top left is my father’s grandfather. Had better check my notes.
Matthew Laura and Mark, grown up
Me carrying Mark on my back in Philadelphia 1977
Matthew in from Zagreb
Getting Ready for a family photo Saturday night. Henry is front and center and everyone else is blurred.
They said it was a Weekly Photo Challenge so I turned it into a Week-long Photo Challenge
Today I’m posting Windows with signage or things in them.
When I went to the external hard drives looking for the Infant of Prague in a window (thanks Jack) I saw quite a few windows photos that could fit in several categories. Categories with windows pictures reminded me of that old 25,000 Pyramid Game show hosted by Dick Clark.
-Windows with Things to Eat in Them
-Windows with Fashion
-Windows with a View Through Them
-or this time of year could be Looking Through a Dirty Car Window
Tomorrow will be a new challenge so squeezing in one more gallery of windows.
South Side Pittsburgh
North Side Window Taxidermy
South Side of Pittsburgh
New York City
Brownsville Road, Carrick Pittsburgh PA
Betty Boop Window on Carson Street South Side Pittsburgh PA
Roanoke Virginia Hat Cleaning Sign
Shadyside Shoe Store on Walnut Street Pittsburgh PA
Philadelphia South Ninth Street Window
Hardware Store Arlington Avenue Pittsburgh PA
Peace Sign Bloomfield Pittsburgh PA
Maura wants Aunt Linda’s Dolls
Two years in a row on Thanksgiving, Penny the Golden Doodle watches the National Dog Show. Seriously.
I saw it today with my own eyes.
The link said there was an audience of eighteen million viewers. Plus Penny!
2013 National Dog Show
She got so excited she stood up on her hind legs
You know how happy I am to hear from my grown up kids.
They’re busy with their lives (and families of their own) but when the little ding sounds on the phone, I am like Pavlov’s dog and I salivate with expectation to see what tasty morsel they have sent over the net. I love the updates, the communication, the pics.
When Mark was on business in Philadelphia last week, he met up with his high school friend, Prem, and the two of them enjoyed an authentic Korean BBQ at Kim’s. Mark said it was delicious.
Here is what he sent over the phone.
I enjoyed seeing what they are eating and I like the one he took of himself and his friend at the table.
Coming home to Pittsburgh from Philadelphia on the train, this vista is just outside of Lancaster. Shot with a Canon 20D, my old camera-through a train window.
From the archives. People at work series- graciously allowed me to photograph as we ordered drinks to go with our cheesesteaks.
I like the backlight of the glass door fridge, her quizzical expression, patiently waiting for our order. Tourists!
I am sorry I didn’t get her name but perhaps someone will know and comment.
In the city of brotherly love last summer for a wedding and it was late Saturday night, a line around the block to get into Jim’s Steaks. Steve and I waited. It was well worth the wait And just last week, Mark said to me that it’s all in the bread. Hmmmm. Good thing we live across the state in Pittsburgh!!!