Non-Sequitur

It was hot earlier today, so...


My dad in Alaska over 50 years ago.

Today 50 Years Ago In Alaska

I'm all full from the wonderful calzones, so tonight you get a quickie.
Another winter shot of the Jesse Lee Home grounds, in Seward, Alaska, in winter (duh).

My Mom, setting out a cake that I suspect may have been for my sister (the younger), as it is apparently early spring-ish.

Daily Alaska for Today

I don't know if my family ever saw Russia -- well, technically the USSR at the time -- while they lived in Alaska, but they did see the famous "midnight sun":
(color-corrected slide image)

"Daily" Alaska (Special Edition)

First up, a winter shot (there are summer pictures, but they haven't been uploaded yet) at the edge of the day... I think morning, but I'm not sure:
Second, a photo of my dad, circa 1958, taken apparently on Easter, as there is also a shot of the rest of the family in their finery. I post this one because today is Dad's 89th birthday!

Daily Alaska

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I'm not sure what this is (I do have a suspicion, though)... perhaps my sister will stop by and enlighten us all! Also, I did a little color "correction" on this one, just to see the difference. Maybe Julie can tell me if I got the colors right, too. Here's the slide as uploaded:

I Can't Get Enough

My brother continues uploading slide photos my dad took when the family lived in Alaska a half-century ago:Ever since I was a small child these photos have entranced me. I'll try not to bore you by posting too many of them. :)

Sherman, Set The Wayback Machine For 1958*

A little over a year ago, I wrote a post telling y'all about how when I was a kid, I "remembered" things that happened before I was born. Included in the post was a scanned photo that my dad took -- one of many photos he took while the family lived in Alaska. The elder of my two brothers has begun digitizing the slides to save and share, which excites me greatly, as I haven't seen my "memories" in a long time.

Here's another photo of the Jesse Lee Home that Dad took while he was the Administrator (I'm not sure, but I would assume that's one of my sister's on the front stairs). Note the combination of open windows and snow on the ground -- these are not only my people, but my kind of people:Also visible in the photo is the vehicle my dad owned at the time, an International Travelall. This was probably the first one (of several -- in fact, we owned one pretty much from that time until they stopped making them in the early seventies). I loved the big solidness of them, and -- despite the lack of decent gas mileage -- wouldn't mind owning one now. And as a matter of fact, I saw one just a couple of days ago as Jen and I were driving around San Rafael in search of bulk sausage (which is another story for another time).

*that's a guess, but it's close.