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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June 29, 2013

ON THE ROAD - 1958

... on the trip from lake worth, florida, to alaska, june of 1958 ... i'm thinking that this picture was taken in seattle, washington, where our car was loaded into the hold of the navy troopship u.s.s. general m.m. patrick and we boarded to sail the inner passage to the port of whittier ... from there it was a train ride thru the rugged glaciated chugach mountains to the city of anchorage in what was still the "alaskan territory" ...

... most likely we stopped at this residence for a reason, either some important person lived there, had lived there, or a famous architect had designed the house ... or, knowing how pa was, it could just be that he pulled to the curb because he liked the flowers ... for sure we had already visited some of the historic sites of the pacific northwest native americans, as i recall i didn't stop making the "how" sign for weeks ...