Fair Park, Dallas
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T-shirt is a bit dated, but I had to follow this guy around- he is absolutely the kind of guy I would follow around...
Worked the slogan out in Italian; "nessuno sa che sono gay"
My birthday is actually March 31 but my friend Gayla and her daughter came by on the 30th to wish me a happy birthday, along with Jayson, with a bbq and cake.
All of that pink!!! You can tell it is the late 1980s!!
1987 Trip to the Southwest with my cousin Andrea
The view from the top of the tram on a chilly, late fall afternoon- Cathedral City is in the center of the picture, with Palm Springs near the bottom and Rancho Mirage and Palm Desert closer to the horizon.
This was the Sunday after Thanksgiving, and if you enlarge the picture to "Original" size and look closely you will see the string of HUNDREDS of cars heading back home to LA and parts west (right to left in the picture) on the 10 freeway which bisects the picture.
We were glad we were staying for one more day!!!
Bar Harbor, Maine, September, 1973. If you read the plaque, it says I might have come 3,000 miles to stand on that spot and I had, from Santa Cruz, California to Maine in a not-very-direct route. My friend David, who took the trip with me, took this picture and I posed holding my jacket and camera the way the guy is holding his things on the plaque.
I loved that shirt!!!
In 1998 I went on a tour of Germany, the Czech Republic and Austria with an Episcopal Church choir (St. Alban's, in Westwood). My ex Richard was the baritone soloist with the choir; I went along for the ride. I had a wonderful time and before the tour started in Würzburg Richard and I, with another friend, toured the nearby mountain area called the Spessart, where, not coincidentally, my ancestors lived, in the village of Florsbach, before moving to America and having their name misspelled.
It was quite a hoot to see my somewhat rare last name EVERYWHERE- I tried Spessart Bier, it wasn't bad, but I do not remember it very well. Anyway, I took pictures of my last name several times when I saw it.
"The Dangerous Christmas of Little Red Riding Hood," 1965, starring Cyril Ritchard, Liza MInnelli and Vic Damone and the rock group The Animals.
Here Ritchard, dressed as Granny, tries to befriend Lillian Hood before she insults him and he decides to eat her. Classic male drag in the Charley's Aunt vein.
She looks like she is sticking her tongue out at us, but she is really just in total bliss, having her belly rubbed.
Originally a slide- this is near the rural town of St. George, West Virginia, where my grandfather was born in 1881. I thought it looked like a good spot for the credits for a film- not that I am a cinematographer, or anything.