St. Patrick’s Day Gallery

St. Patrick’s Day gallery of blogposts from previous years.

St Patrick at St PatrickSt. Patrick in St. Patrick Columbus Ohio


                                                                                          St Patrick Cathedral NYC

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St. Patrick Chapel in St. Michael in St. Augustine FL


Tugboats, Trains and a Tanker Truck

These past few days driving around the city I’ve seen a lot of freight trains. I pulled over to the curb in the Strip District by the junkyard to catch the Wheeling Lake Erie cars overhead. And while visiting at my friend’s house I love to watch the tugboats push the barges on the Ohio River. The tanker truck was in front of me on the RDFleming Bridge while at a red light. Lots of demolition on the hillside there, too. Right now, as I write this post just before bed, I can hear the train whistle repeat itself loudly in the night.

Night Walk in Bloomfield


Steve and I were walking around Bloomfield Monday night. We grabbed a bite at Lot 17.

Bus on Friendship Ave in front of West Penn Hospital

Once I photographed this duo in the snow.A little Christmas tree with lights.

Did you ever play ItalyOpoly?Merante’s Store on Liberty Ave

Unretouched Photo of formerly St. Joseph Church now St. Maria Goretti . How about that pink?

Wooden bear outside Green Market carved by George. A Vietnam Vet.

What’s Inside is Sweet

Cheri Lucas Rowlands at WordPress challenges bloggers to post a photo of something (or someone) sweet.

Vincie brought the foil wrapped Betsy Ann chocolate balls (made in Pittsburgh) to the House Concert and Molly brought the Sarris Candies (from Canonsburg) for Valentine’s. Sweet!

I think the bright wrappers make it inviting to unwrap them.

There Were Years When My Decorations Stayed Up

There were years when my Christmas decorations stayed up in my front hall for months. The straw roofed manger on the dining room mantle ALL year with the olive wood figurines – the garland hung passed Epiphany, passed Chinese New Year, passed Groundhog’s, passed Valentine’s. Don’t think I ever added Easter eggs to the fake evergreen boughs in my front hallway, though.

So when I drove by this today (February 6th) I was reminded of my leaving holiday decor up long after the Christmas season.

Homestead Grays Bridge Reflection

Along the Monongahela River.

The thin white tree branch over the dark trunk seemed to connect the bridge reflection in the river. Tie it together.

I photographed this image earlier in the week.

But-we’re not talking about the weather or what it’s doing outside my window right now.

It’s winter for certain.

Bloomfield Bridge Tavern Farewell

Bloomfield Bridge Tavern Farewell

A real Pittsburgh experience.  Bittersweet evening. After three decades of successful business, a favorite institution was closing and we were there for the final night. Gracious owners and hosts Steve and Lynn Frankowsi ensured we felt like adopted family.

SATURDAY night we drove over to Bloomfield, We got there early as by the end of the evening it was standing room only.  We ate a Polish Platter, sipped some drafts and listened to some lively music by Ploughman’s Lunch.

We purchased our souvenir BBT t- shirts to commemorate the evening.

I took photos to document the farewell party to Bloomfield Bridge Tavern.

Steve and Lynn

Our hosts Steve and Lynn Frankowski


On the left, Mr. Stanley Frankowski, original owner of the Bloomfield Tavern . John Hayes wrote in Mr. Frankowski’s obituary “Mr. Frankowski had a soft spot for struggling artists, and the tavern became and continues to be an important entry-level venue for local rock bands. Many of Pittsburgh most popular bands, including Rusted Root and The Clarks, played at the tavern in their infancy. Years before musical concept artists Squonk Opera took their show to the Broadway stage, they took it to the Bloomfield Bridge Tavern.”

John HaysSince 2005, John Hayes has organized and emceed every Tuesday Open Stage Night helping many young singers and songwriters get started on their musical careers.

Drummer Dennis Childers and the band Ploughman’s Lunch.

Karl Mullen and John Hayes

Karl Mullen Frontman of Ploughman’s Lunch and John Hayes


First date at BBT over twenty years and two kids later.  Meet Cynthia and Michael O’Shea.


Performance Artist Phat Man Dee has some wild light up shoes from Amazon.  They kept changing colors and oh say can you see, she sang a crowd pleasing number with the band.

outside the front door Liberty Ave

Sister-in-law Mary Jane wore the Bloomfield Bridge Tavern party Underwear to her Father-in-law’s funeral twelve years ago.  She held it to the light for me to take a photo.

On thing is certain.  This popular local treasure and venue is going to be missed.




Being a tourist in my own city


When you turn 65 in Pittsburgh you can apply for a free PAT bus pass.

Monday morning I went downtown on the 71 B.  I am going to familiarize myself with schedules and routes but having a smart phone is a big help

You can pick the stop where you’re waiting it tells you how many minutes until a bus arrives. My plan is to visit all of the 88 neighborhoods in the city of Pittsburgh.

Here’s  Day One of my Free Bus Pass Photography Adventure.IMG_9946Me waiting at Highland and Bryant for the 71 B to go downtown.

Meet Kevin M. who accepted my medicare card until I get the pass.

His portrait will be wonderful in the People at Work show next July.


taken as I exited the bus, with his gracious permission.


The Port Authority where you fill out your application to get your bus pass.


I went to the City County Building where I was greeted by a sign and a bronze statue of Mayor Caligiuri



IMG_9977Mayor Caligiuri by Robert Berks 1990




Cathedral of Learning   University of Pittsburgh


I rejoined the Carnegie Museum of Art in Oakland



Crabcake and Slaw lunch at the Union Grill


St. Paul Cathedral as I went to the next Bus Stop to get to Shadyside where they were setting up a Vintage Car Show on Walnut Street

Cars arriving in trailers  I caught the next bus on Highland Avenue and guess who my driver was?  Yep you guessed. Turns out Kevin went to the same high school as my sons but he was a class ahead of Mark.



Steve and I  took a ride up to Shadyside later to see the vintage cars but it was raining