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Another Las Vegas Kodachrome taken by my dad in June 1964. View full size.
August, 1976. Another forgotten photo from that forgotten road trip to Southern California I took with my friend who also forgot about this Kodachrome slide he took but didn't forget about the road trip. Go that? Anyway, I figure this is as we returned home to Marin County and we've stopped at the Corte Madera post office to pick up my mail from my p.o. box. I had the box there because I worked there at the post office. Corte Madera is right next door to Idyllic Larkspur™, where I lived. The plaque to the right of the door marks the dedication of the building, at which I was in attendance: "This building dedicated to public service - 1969 - Richard M. Nixon President of the United States - Winton M. Blount Postmaster General." Neither gentleman was able to attend. Blount, incidentally, was the last Postmaster General to sit in the presidential cabinet. View full size.
Taken by my dad in Las Vegas, June 1964. 35mm Kodachrome. View full size.
My grandfather, Warren Erickson, about a decade before the first two posts. He is second from left. All I can say about the first guy is the breeze inflated his shirt!
The Constellation "Star of India" is in the background. Probably 1946 or 1947. A 649 or 749, I think.
Everything my mother has told me about him and his love for TWA and his co-workers shows up in this picture. We should all love our work and our colleagues so much. View full size.
My sister and me in Spring, 1970. Fountain, Colorado. I am four years old and sure, while I was styling in the early 70s style, I still cringe at the short pants and that green shirt - almost as much as I cringe about the couch we are sitting on and the wood paneling of my grandmother's home.
My mother took the image using her Kodak Instamatic 104 using Kodak 126 film she dropped off at a Fotomat on US 85/87 in Security. I am sure a flashcube was needed - it was inside, although I suppose sunlight could have penetrated Grandma's heavy curtains.
My sister was born with a double cleft lip and palate. Her first of 40 corrective surgeries will come within a year. View full size.
My best friend and his sister with a 1953 Pontiac on a late afternoon in front of their home in Larkspur, California. Since their own family car was the 1941 Pontiac in the background, I'm assuming this shot was taken by the owner of the new one. The dealer, Bianco, was a long-time car dealership in Marin County up through the 2000s. At the time David and I were in the first grade together at Larkspur-Corte Madera School, just three blocks away. Earlier this year you saw us both at his sixth birthday party in this photo. He's no longer with us, but his sister has loaned me her family photos to peruse and has given me permission to post this scan I made of this particularly Kodachromalicious slide. View full size.
Some may find it fitting that this photo of me was taken at the San Francisco Zoo. I remember having striped pants in the 70s, but this total ensemble comes as a surprise, since I'd never seen this photo until a few days ago. It turned up in a box of forgotten slides at my friend's house. I attribute my expression to having just spotted him aiming his camera at me. For my part, I'm clutching my first movie camera, a Super-8 GAF job with an 8-1 zoom lens. View full size.