A collection of distilled sarcastic wisdom, numerous photographs, discussions of books and stuff to learn and more stuff to think about from a retired economics professor turned blogger and photographer.
When Louise went off to school in September of 1937, that left me home with my younger sister Elizabeth. We appropriated Liz's doll buggy to haul our big white cat around in. The time must be September or maybe October because the leaves are all over the ground.
Today we are reminiscing about earlier Septembers. This photo is one of my all-time favorites of my sister Louise, born a year before me, on her way to ride the school bus a bumpy hour's trip into town at Powell Wyoming. She taught me how to read since I wouldn't start school until a year later, so I was the only first grader when I started school that had a library card.
Son Russell in September 1956. We had just gone to Ann Arbor to start my Ph.D. studies in economics. We couldn't get in student housing on campus and the only place we could find was a basement apartment in a farm house 17 miles from town on Scio Church Road. We stayed there until an apartment opened up for us on campus and then we moved to town
These flower pictures aren't great, but at least I have the first photos of flowers I've been able to take in four months. My wife chauffered me around the temple grounds and I shot the pictures with a telephoto lens. So at least I'm back in the flower business. I've missed the flowers on Temple Square in the downtown area of Salt Lake City and the wonderful flowers at Thanksgiving Point. Maybe next year, I ardently hope.
Top photo is a picture of Dwight and Velna Blood in the spring of 2003 when their family celebrated their golden wedding anniversary of December 18 1952 sitting on a bench on the north side of the Jordan River UT LDS Temple. Yesterday I asked my wife to drive me through the temple grounds to see the flowers since I have been immobile and unable to walk around and take flower photos for several months now while recovering from vertigo. When my wife saw the bench where we posed eleven years ago, she asked me to take a picture of it, so I did. So much has happened, so many health issues, so many changes in eleven years. But at least we are still here and we remember with love and fondness when we sat for our Golden Wedding photos on that bright and wonderful day eleven years ago as well as that wondrous day in 1952 when we were married in the Salt Lake LDS Temple when I was 20 and Velna was 19. So many years, yet the wondrous moments always seem like they happened yesterday and remain forever imprinted on our minds and on our consciousness. And we remain forever thankful and touched by those special moments.