I know it’s not the best rated movie – but if you like a bit of sarcasm and tongue-in-cheek then Lake Placid is a very funny movie. In a month of academy award movies on the telly this is a bit of a break in the action.
A good friend of mine – and a great landscape photographer – has volunteered to go to Cuba to teach some English classes. She is looking for some items, listed below, to take and leave with the children. Also listed are some links to read about the trip and her photos from the trip, to come after she returns.
Here are the literacy supplies that are needed:
Dry erase markers in dark colors
Dry erase erasers
Flashcards for Advanced English students (ie, SAT vocabulary prep)
English to Spanish dictionaries
Notebooks with lined paper
Markers, crayons, colored pencils
Children’s picture books
Buddy of mine, Jamie – photographer up in Chicago – just had a chance to see Herb Albert. Interesting how things come back around and the fun part of being a photojournalist. From the archives, Mr Albert from 1966 in NM. And in the folder next to Albert was Paul Harvey from the mid 70’s… really need to see who else is hanging around in my photo attic.
Last week was fun running from Roscoe Village Apple Butter festival to Circleville Pumpkin Show and in the evenings attending my first HighBall. At the end of each evening after running up and down High street finished and home bound I passed 2 completely different worlds from what was running the streets. A reverse zoo sort of thing with people in restaurants watching the crazies passing by and then inside the bars a whole other party cranked up from a Frat/sorority mixer at Granero Lounge to the HighBall moving inside at the Union Cafe.
So depending on who you think is upscale or not and where to go for the ‘most’ fun, well that’s something fun for you to find out. But for me… well let the pictures speak… first Friday then Saturday.
Last night the movie Only the Brave opened here in Columbus market. It’s about the Granite Mountain Hotshots stationed in Prescott, AZ. On June 30, 2013, 19 members of the group were killed fighting the Yarnell Hill Fire. The movie based on that group and that fateful day is excellent. A good look into what it’s like to be a hotshot and how it affects the family life. I highly recommend this movie.
On September 12, 2013 I was fortunate to be able to tour the National Interagency Fire Center in Boise, ID while on my We The People 2013 photo study around the US. They were very gracious and showed me how the system works. They provide one of the largest communication systems in the world. There is the command center, warehouse, jump center and a garden memorial. Quite the experience, very honored to have been there.
Shalom aleichem and L’shanah tovah
Today is the start of the Jewish new year, Rosh Hashanah, and I had a chance to attend a service tonight with a good friend. A great sermon which I will post here later spoke of new beginnings, taking care of life. I learned a little about the Book of Life and Book of the Dead. And even though I was totally lost I felt so included. Could not for the life of me even with the words in front of me keep up with the songs yet they felt so comfortable on my ears.
At the end of the service there was a Mourner’s Kaddish and I thought of my good friend Perry. While he is no longer with us I keep him alive within me and all the great times we had. If he had been with me or rather I’d would have been with him, he would have explained everything in detail to me. And then tongue in cheek, explain why I would never really get it. Miss you Perry!
One last thing, part of the service is the blowing of the Shofar and I had the privilege to have photographed Meira Warshauer’s music that she wrote for a Shofar. Fits nicely with today.
I was chatting online with someone visiting their Dad and in closing I mentioned ‘cherish you time with him’. Late that evening the Cleveland Indians were playing ball in Chicago. So here is how it all come full circle.
Dad born in Cleveland, worked at Hotpoint in Chicago and loved baseball. I can’t watch the game without hearing him manage a game. He loved baseball, not only the physicality of the game but the mental process of what to do.
Find the join in your Dad’s life, learn it, love it and let it stay with you always.