Emotional Bookmarks

Emotional Bookmarks

One of the things left behind when my mom passed were a series of journals that she kept sporadically. Not even sure how many there were but noticeable were huge gaps within each notebook. One was about how the plan was to send me to Columbus Academy after Jr. High. I vaguely remember a very formal sit down where I was asked about my thoughts. I was adamant that I wanted to remain at Grandview. Given my age, I’m sure my thought process was flawed. And it would have been as a day student so it wasnt like I would have gone away to board somewhere. But I couldn’t have imagined, at the time, leaving my buds for any reason. 

The Perfect Drink

The Perfect Drink

That’s a very cool story. Other than Carter’s Rome martini, I don’t really have any perfect drink memories/stories. I have a few funny ones like drinking vodka and schnapps with Russians, who frankly, would have drunk turpentine had it been placed in front of them. The drinks spark the memory of the moment. Beer with a Czech artist in Kadan.…
Toast to the Good Ole Days

Toast to the Good Ole Days

Ralph, I had read the reviews of the various machines. It seems the water rowers had the nice sound and pleasant experience. But changing resistance could only be done manually by adding or removing water. Ok, could live with that, but my main consideration was the seat distance from the ground. It had to be high enough for Carter to…
I Would be so Doomed in Today’s World

I Would be so Doomed in Today’s World

Yes, it is good to see young talent bring their vision of the world through their work. And you are right, photography isn’t dying in the sense that it is going away, but it will probably never be what it was when you and I were coming up through the ranks. It will never be the profession I was in…