No school today on Veterans Day. Spent some time outside before the threatened polar vortex arrives.
Happy Third Anniversary Lala and James love Ma and MIL Ruthie
Photographed October 24, 2014
World War l Memorial on the South Side- Carson Steet and 10th
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It doesn’t sound good to say “Anna (11) shot her sister Maura (almost 6) while she was sleeping in the hotel.”
But that is exactly what she did-
(And the next time we are together Anna, your ole Grandma is going to help you start your very own blog!)
Your eye sees a lot! Or should I say -Your eyes see a lot! Thanks for sharing.
I love that you saw Maura asleep on the floor and texted the photo to me at 11:52 PM
It’s registered in her name. In fact, if I got the story right, Aunt Linda is the one who negotiated and bought this beauty at a car show in Ohio.
What a jewel. Look at the pristine condition.
1953 Ford Crestline Victoria V8- 1953 was the 50th anniversary of Ford, I read. “Power steering and power brakes were being added to this line”.
This model is a year younger than me!
I was up in the neighborhood Friday night and I called and asked if they were eating supper. “Not yet”, said Uncle Frank.
So I went to photograph the car but alas, it’s in the garage as it’s getting to be winter weather here.
And it was suppertime. I did get a few detail shots inside the garage. A big pot of vegetable soup was shared with me and Steve and as I drove us home, I promptly forgot all the little details about the car and should have written them down.
Thank goodness Linda had a photo . Here is the photo that Aunt Linda took of the new aquisition. She calls the color salmon.
Aunt Linda had photographed the car another day and was able to send it to me via her phone right then and there.
Originally posted in 2011. Uncle Frank with his 1955 Ford Pickup – see the new engine in gallery above
P.S.
Not Jay Leno yet but here is Uncle Frank with his 1933 Plymouth on a different 2011 blog post that still gets a lot of hits,
Millvale, PA is just across the Allegheny River. Steve and I eat out at Grant Bar Grant Avenue some nights.
If you follow the blog you’ve been to Millvale with me, Jean-Marc Chatellier’s Bakery for Brioche, Esther’s Hobby Shop, Attic Records, the high water mark from the floods.
We popped into the Panza Gallery and saw some friends and acquaintances and checked out the new work show by Brian Lang and Susan Sparks. I’ve posted some photos of Panza’s.
While chatting with Mary Ann, I asked if I could photograph the ceramic holy water font where this package of fuses got placed. Just as it was.
When Mark was finished with his conversation, he concurred that I could photograph this find. Thanks Mark and Mary Ann.
Coming up in February and March, Panza will host programs on the artist Maxo Vanka Murals housed in the St. Nicholas Croatian Catholic Parish on the hill.
Greenfield Elementary School, Pittsburgh PA Veteran’s Day Dinner.
Breaking bread together. It’s an annual event. One that former prinicpal BJ (Brent Johnson) looks forward to all year.
Lots of conversation,good food, catching up.
Here’s the group. Photographed by our server Daniel McCormick at Mitchell’s Fish Market, Waterfront, Homestead PA. November 5, 2014
The youngest member has taught at Greenfield for 25 years already and is still teaching third grade.
I was the art teacher for 9 years.
There are just four of us in the trenches still, two at Greenfield now. See below.
All of others have retired although a couple go in to substitute. And there are a couple of spouses in the shot.
Thanks Daniel for photographing us after the dinner. I’ll get an exact total of years taught.
Lara and Josie still at Greenfield K-8.
In the Highland Park fountain. It was late in the afternoon.
Leaves swirling, their shadows moving along with the water flow.
Almost looks like a sidewalk, the stone bottom. It was hard to show the depth.
Leaves in water are different from blowing around, they’re stuck to the surface, weighted down.
I watched them for awhile, waiting for someone.
My neighbors invited me to accompany them to the Carnegie Museum of Art for the opening reception of Storyteller: The Photographs of Duane Michals. The exhibition was curated by Linda Benedict- Jones and is quite impressive, requiring a return visit to take the show in when it’s less crowded.
In the Hall of Sculpture after the remarks, i was standing on the lighted glass floor and so were three others. Our 4 pairs of black shoes with the light coming from the floor below.
Photographer Martha Rial and I had our phones out, capturing the pattern. I call it One Shiny Shoe.
Where the light comes from below
Here is a man looking closely at the photos of Andy Warhol and his mother Julia.
When I got to the refreshments table there were a few grapes
Some of you saw this on FB already but here I am in the Hall of Architecture under the artwork “The Piano” by Chilean Artist Sebastian Errazuriz
I asked a random museum goer if he’d take my photo. He’d already taken a selfie under the 800 pound piano.
When I showed this photo to the high school students, they said I was crazy to stand under it. I said, wouldn’t it be funny to have a tall ladder and some hedge clippers? They groaned.
Mark said it looked like I was in a Looney Tune.
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Friday afternoon I drove a colleague to the Strip District to pick up her car. It was raining. She’d gotten new tires.
At the red light, down Herron Hill, I saw a Life Size Chipmunk making her way to the intersection to cross Liberty Avenue. (The same spot I saw the groundhog scurrying under the cars.)
Oh that’s right, it was Halloween.
Office Party? Chip or Dale? Alvin? A leftover from the Furries
Convention.
