Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its seventh year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

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August 3, 2012

ON THE IRONSHORE


... suzzie was born in 1953, we went up to alaska in 1958 ... i figure that would make this sometime between 1954 and 1956 ... if this is the ironshore along boddentown beach, then the roof showing to the right of the photograph just might be uncle ed's place, which would make the roof barely visible at the left gram's house ... suzzie, gram, mike, and, of course, little patrick, i can easily identify, but i'm going to need help with the girl on the left ... if you've any ideas as to who she is, or, for that matter, who might've been holding the camera, drop me a note ... 


... if i'm correct about first picture, then fifty years or so after it was snapped this one was taken within a few feet of the same spot ...