From the Archives

Canoeing a few years ago with Frank, Leigh, and Chet. Jess couldn't make it so I spent a day on the Mullberry River with Chet as my canoe-mate. It was a great spring day. We stayed afloat...unlike other members of our little fleet.

Chet had the foresight to bring in a camera. However...his nimble little fingers managed to drop it in the river. The camera was snatched from the water with little damage and this is one of the surviving shots.

Abandoned Pump

Again with an old Syracuse photo. This time it's a water pump from an old farm that's now just another sprawling subdivision. If I can find a negative scanner I'll get all my old film from my photo classes in high school transferred to digital...

So when my mother was visiting a few weeks ago, I learned something about my family I heretofore had not known.

My grandmother was a professional bowler.

Now I realize that no one else really cares much about that but I think it's fascinating. I wish she was alive to tell me stories from her time as a bowler in the 50's and 60's. I'm told she was quite good. From what little I remember of her it's easy for me to fit a bowler persona into the person I knew (don't ask...I'm not going to try and defend that statement).

It seems clear to me that bowling isn't an inherited characteristic since, while I can bowl, I'm only average. My average tends to hover in the 140-160 range. One of the many things I miss about F'ville is the bowling league. I guess if I really wanted to I could sneak into a league here in Little Rock.

With the baby on the way, I should probably just stick with my weekly soccer game and hiking. I know that personal time will be a rare commodity when after Beckett gets here.

I took this photo near my house in Syracuse in 1990/91. I was taking a photd class at the time and made a print in sepia tones. It's always been a favorite photo of mine.

Lots of fun on Pinnacle Mountain last Thursday. I managed to walk into a low-hanging tree branch, smacking right across my face. Thankfully I was't wearing my glasses or I'm sure I'd have needed new ones. Anyway my buddy PJ and I posed for photos. Our other buddy Kent thought it would be fun to imply that PJ decked me. Here are the results.

As you can see it was a beautiful afternoon for a hike. My office is close enough to Pinnacle Mountain State Park that we can head there every couple of days after work. It's a refreshing hike; 1.5 miles with some bouldering and great views. We generally make a round trip in about 40-45 minutes. The best thing about going after work is fewer people than the weekend. The park tends to get kinda crowded on nice weekends. As we all know...crowds are bad.

Full photo series here.