September 17th, 2011



This is my mother, with my dad's parents, Minnie and Mitchell. Supposedly it was taken the week I was conceived - certainly I happened on that holiday. Mitchell was very ill with stomach cancer, which is why my parents were visiting (they were living in Stockholm, Sweden at the time), and this was the last time my parents saw him alive. This was in September 1963, and he died in April 1964, a month before I was born.

Gramma was an extraordinary woman. You see her here, less than a year before she was widowed; she never remarried, although she certainly dated. Because my family was abroad and my extended family were all in the USA, I didn't know many of them very well, but Gramma spent every summer based with us. She wasn't always an easy person, but I adored and admired her, and she anchored in me the belief that family matters, and art matters.

And I have lots and lots of catching up to do, and I'll make an effort though I'm not sure how complete I can be.
Halloween Cat


I've got some catching up to do, too!

I have to go back through everything and find all the recent tags, too...!

All my grandparents are gone -- I never knew my paternal grandmother (she died when my father was in his early 20's), met my paternal grandfather only once; but I knew my maternal grandparents very well. Grandpa died of lung cancer in 1976, and Grandma passed away (natural causes) in, I think, the early 90's (I have to double-check with mom). Above is Grandma, Grandpa (holding my little brother Tim), then me and Mom.


Last year when I was essentially unemployed, I kept myself busy by copying this collection into digital format.  I've got about 50 left to convert.

And for a special bonus, behind the cut is one of my favorite rediscoveries:
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Life! That's the one I was missing. (I still need to do platter, too, but I was trying to remember all the prompts!)

The Arizona Desert Botanical Garden is teeming with life, of all kinds:

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