Michael, Today is the nicest one we’ve had all week. On Mon it was foggy, on Tues it rained, on Wed it was smoggy, cloudy and hot, on Thurs it was beastly hot and as humid as a Hungarian steam bath. But today we have a clear blue sky, pleasantly warm temperatures, and light breezes. […]
Diane, Matthew and Brian boarded flight 5807 lifting off from Dress Memorial in Evansville at 10:09 a.m.. I waved goodbye and drove back to my father’s house. I had a huge list of to-do’s before the to-do’s birthed new to-do’s. The first, a drive to the elder law attorney where my father signed his Living […]
Michael, Here I am in intriguing Beijing, after an exhausting flight across the Pacific. Luckily I had a window seat and good companians–an Aussie couple named Carole & Dan Walker, recent immigrants to California. Dan was wearing a Hawaiian style shirt with California icons (lawn mowers, barbeques, etc). He watched all 4 of the in-flightmovies, […]
“We landed at Queen ‘Alia International Airport. It was early evening (and Monday, I later figured out, rather than Sunday, like when we took off). We deplaned, passing signs in Arabic and English. A man awaited us with a sign reading ‘King’s Academy’. We gathered, and another man collected our passports. As I gave him […]
“We landed at Queen ‘Alia International Airport. It was early evening (and Monday, I later figured out, rather than Sunday, like when we took off). We deplaned, passing signs in Arabic and English. A man awaited us with a sign reading ‘King’s Academy’. We gathered, and another man collected our passports. As I gave him […]
This umpteen foot rig (from my side of the pumps I had trouble getting it all in one frame) pulled into the service plaza as I was leaving. If you can’t read it, the name of the boat with twin engine Mercs is “Moisture Missle.” One would assume the owner to be a brawny, hairy […]
On my way to Evansvile, I stopped in Columbus (thanks for the directions, Dan) to see another one of Eric Grohe’s creations. Many more photos to follow, but none with audience participation. 1170 miles 17.5 hours No meal stops One hour in Columbus
My mother told me that when she was four her father and a friend of his were outside arguing. I don’t remember the man’s name or what the spat was about , but the friend, in jest, raised his fist in a threatening manner. As men do. Helen Virginia O’Connell promptly picked up a rake […]
My mother told me that when she was four her father and a friend of his were outside arguing. I don’t remember the man’s name or what the spat was about , but the friend, in jest, raised his fist in a threatening manner. As men do. Helen Virginia O’Connell promptly picked up a rake […]
This morning I dragged myself out of bed and down the stairs (picture me pulling myself by one leg, kerplump, kerplump hitting each step), turned on my coffee water and tried to turn on my computer. Nothing happened. All my monitor lights were off which meant a fuse had been blown. I then remembered Matt […]
I assume Matthew is reaching for coins in his pocket, but I like this photo because it looks like he’s gettin’ down with violin man.
Click here. (Yes, there is sound.) (click) ************** Cambry plays Chopin.