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Last November 26, 2016 the Junior High School students had their recollection activity. The purpose of a recollection activity is to refresh and revitalize the mind and soul of the students for them to be once again in tune and further deepen with their relationship with God. This is achieved through relatable lectures and thought provoking activities that help the students reflect and contemplate on how they are making and breaking the teachings of Jesus in their lives and how they can bring that love back to their families. The activity ends with a confession and a thanks giving mass.
There used to be a castle here. Today only the stone walls remain. I remember walking with my mother as a child. I often visit here with my camera. Taken with iPhone4S.
Nikon FM2 | Lomography ISO 100 RedScale
© 2010
"When I was young and full of life..
my medium was evening light."
When I was a kid, we didn't have that many round stairways.
Come to think of it, I don't remember seeing any.
But I should have seen them coming.
The building I lived in, had a square stairway with a ten stair run and then they make a 90 degree left-hand turn and up, and then they repeat again. Right-hand if you were going down, all depending if you were coming home or going out to a movie or such.
Eventually, some wise-guy was bound to say: Hey! let's cut out the corners.
His name could have been Alfred. Or Fred, for short.
I don't see him as being a Sidney or a Cecil - it takes a man of vision.
The whole crew would sit down and have a brain-storming session, whereupon they would get into that non-linear thinking stuff. Which I could never figure out. I had tried non-linear once when I had run out of gas. Out on the Prairies.
Didn't work for me.
(from "Stairs - You Can't Live Without Them")
We thank May's son Peter for providing the photographs and giving permission to display May's written recollections.
Recollections stamp, colored with copics, paper by DCWV. I left the sentiment off to be filled in later as the occasion dictates.
Tribute to the Impressionists.
Polaroid 600 film, Onestep Land Camera.
Just got back from Memphis, got to see Pissarro's special exhibition. and of course, not forgetting Lee Friedlander's.
Nov 26 07 -update-
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living room scenes completely shot
Glass and acetate are ready to be placed in the tv.
1908 postmarked postcard view of the Elks Temple on tree-lined Berry Street in Fort Wayne, Indiana. There is a B.P.O.E. sign as well as a sign for the Elks Fair ($3000 in Prizes) on the building. Next door is a sign for the Ohnhaus Automobile shop.
The message side of the card is pre-printed and from The Craig Biscuit Co. of Fort Wayne. The name of a salesman by the name of Anderson is on the card. It announces that he'll be visiting Grover & McDaugh of Grover Hill (Paulding County), Ohio on "Thursday". The postmark date is December 19, 1908.
From a private collection.
The other side of this postcard can be seen here.
1911 postcard view of residents of the National Military Home posing in front of the mess hall in Marion, Indiana. The clock on the building says it's 5:00.
From a private collection.
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Rambling Recollections is the two-part autobiographical account of his life written by Sir Henry Drummond Wolff and published shortly before his death.
Looking back on turbulence, we see patterns in the traces that it leaves, and imagine a kind of logic, or let's tell it like it is, a history with some element of inevitability. Of course we are wrong, and the grunts in Vietnam were correct: shit happens.
This applies equally to our human story - at any scale - and to patterns in the sand.
Recollections from Margaret Madden
I was born in Formby Village in 1942 and lived at 32 Chapel Lane for 21 years.
My grandfather John Kershaw bought the property about 1909. He was a cabinet maker/funeral director and sold second hand furniture. His son and my father, Charlie Kershaw, carried on the business. We lived above and behind the shops. I remember the shop on the right was our furniture shop filled with furniture and house clearances and the shop on the left was leased to Ewings a baker and confectioners.
At the side of the house was a very wide passage with a glass roof, this was also full of furniture. At the back of the property was a large garden, greenhouse, lawn, apple trees and beautiful arch covered roses, together with three workshops, at the bottom of the garden was the Conservative Club Bowling Green. My father often displayed the furniture on the pavement outside the shop.
He delivered the furniture on a handcart with me sitting on the top, when I was older aged about 9 or 10 I helped him push the cart. Sometime in the 1950's he leased out the furniture shop and it became a Fresh Fish shop, while still selling furniture from the back. I remember often going to McSymons, next door, to get a penny bag of broken biscuits (no packets of biscuits then ). I also remember the Tudor Toy Shop having a most beautiful window display of toys at Christmas, all kinds of dolls sitting on swings etc. And that year I was so lucky to get one for Christmas.
Margaret Madden
October 2016
I'm ashamed to say I've forgotten this gentleman's name, but he was a crewman on the Cobia during the war, and we are in his duty station, the aft torpedo room. He's telling us about a Very Bad Day, when they got depth-charged so long and so hard that the Boat got stuck in the mud on the bottom.
The second panel in my Toy (Re)collections piece for Lulubell toys. Part of these pieces was to add a story or explanation of what the artists early toy memories are and how they inspired them to become toy designers. My explanation is typically long winded and employs the word "I" excessively. Sorry. I won't reprint it here. Too long...
The show is Saturday, June 5th
from 6-9PM
Lulubell Toy Bodega
439 N. 6th Avenue, Suite 187
Tucson, AZ 85705
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MR ERIC GILL | [monogram] | RECOLLECTIONS OF | DAVID
KINDERSLEY | THE BOOK CLUB OF CALIFORNIA | 1967
7 × 4 3⁄8. 30 pp.—half-title (i), frontispiece portrait (ii), title (iii), copyright notice
(iv), fly-title (1), blank (2), text 3–24, colophon (25), blank (26).
Title in red and black, initial letter in red. Twenty-four plates illustrating
Gill’s work with explanatory captions, not included in pagination. Type Waverley
intertype. Paper machine made. Bound in black cloth with Gill’s monogram on
front and title in gold on back. 400 copies printed by the Ward Ritchie Press.
Price $5.50. (400 copies for the Typophiles).
A joint publication with the Typophiles, this book is an expanded version of a
talk given at the Gill Symposium held at the William Andrews Clark Library at
UCLA in 1967. The author’s perspective centers upon the years when he was
apprenticed to Gill. More than half of the drawings and sculpture in this work
have not been reproduced before. The Typophiles’ edition has, of course, a different
title page and binding.
c1910 postcard view of Federal Park in downtown Muncie, Indiana. The park was located between the Post Office (Federal Building) to the north and West Howard Street to the south on the west side of South High Street. It no longer exists.
From the collection of Thomas Keesling.
A close-up section of this postcard can be seen here.
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RECUERDIÑOS
{. ..no se imaginan Lo que han provocado en mí . . . gracias por dejarme entrar en sus corazones , por darme un abrazo cuando más Lo he necesitado . . . por dejar que Les entregie mi amor . . .por ser ustedes . . . por enseñarme cada día eL significado de nuestra amistad* }
si quizas ya nada es cmo antes.. pero por mi todo seria diferente, no me gustan las mentiras, eso fue lo que me dolio, y aun me sigue doliendo cada vez que pienso en ese momento que me gustaria que no hubiera pasado o kisas si pero si tan solo me lo hubieras dicho y no negado esta lejania no hubiera pasado. . Imaginense antes de ese super acontecimiento, miren las fotos y figense cmo era nuestra amistad tooooooodo el dia juntas, gritando, lesiando, grabandonos, wm todos los dias una locura nueva .. pero nada importaba porque nos teniamos a nosotras una a una , unidas hasta el fin, anda importaba, pero ahora mirense unas estamos unidas de las otras no sabemos nada ..
momentos tan bellos que pienso en ellos y me inunda un sentimiento de angustia y nostalgia, me gustaria que todo volviera hacer cmo antes y que los errores cometidos se borren y que todo empieze denuevo sin hacer los mismos errores eso si.
Saben aun las amituu a todas , nose son personas bacanes y si cmo todo el mundo comenten o mejor dicho cometemos errores..
espero que todo vuelva hacer como antes, pero saben amo a las que siguieron cnmigo, mi paula liza, mi peqeñiah y mi blamquita juntas hasta el F I N :D
en fin si todo vuelve hacer como antes, todas unidas, esta vez tendra que ser diciendo siempre la verdad, para poder volcer a confiar en cada una.. y ser las DIGIMON jajajjaja xD
amè el collagge mil cosas del veraanoo :D
*peqeñiaah: sos bella amiga te amiituuuuuuuuu, te extraño, grax x siempre estar cnmigo, apañar , TE AMY :D
*paula liza: mi ex pololy que aun te adory muchy una de las cosas mas bacanes fue conocerte, grax x dejarme entrar en tu corazon y ser tu amiga, grax x confiar en mi te amiituu :D
*blamquita: la incondicional, siempre unidas desde pendejas pero cada vez mas hermanas te amo grax x estar siempre ahi :D
-Katia: mil cosas han pasado en fin era bkn compartir los dias cntigo, eres muy buena amiga grax x muchas cosas que me entregaste y siempre recuerdo KATIA RYDER XD
-kmi: puxa flakiña te extraño, tantas weas vividas, si mil cosas aun te kero tontonaa.
-Samy: puxa samy nose que decirte, pero si sabes que lo mas doloroso fue al mentira no el hecho porque eramos tan cerkanas, y puxa todo puede cambiar pero espero que nunca mas mientas , tmb recuerdo las idas a la disko, veo a yerko y me akuerdo de ti.
-barby: mi negrita te extraño mensaa ! ojaal ke estes bn , de ty ke no e sabido nada nada en fin extraño ke me hagas reir.
en fiiin nose si lo vean pero eso siento:/
jasjkdgjhkd xD
en fiin
shayytUUUU*