In Remembrance of my Father on this Memorial Day 2010

John T. Alstrom, Jr. (1914-1984) Veteran of WWII and Korea

Father was primarily in the Aleutian Islands during WWII. In Korea, he lost a leg when he stepped on a land mine. After that he left the military and moved to Monterey Park, California. My parents were divorced by that time.

Father, Mother and me around 1945
Father, Mother and me in Germany 1947


Father always smoked a pipe

Weekly Photo Challenge: Fresh

The first thing I thought of when I thought the word “fresh” was fruit and vegetables, but I think that was mainly because I am more interested in eating than I would prefer.   Then I thought of sunrise.  Sunrise is the start of a new day, and new and fresh are antonyms.  Every sunrise is a fresh start in life–on one level at least.  With a beautiful sunrise, even Brooklyn can look good.

"Sunrise Over Brooklyn (2007)"
“Sunrise Over Brooklyn” (2007)

This is how the sun rise looks early every morning from most anywhere along Staten Island’s South Shore.

Life is Short Enjoy the Ride

Today, I took the ferry from Staten Island to Manhattan and then took the subway from Manhattan to Brooklyn to do some shopping.  Bored while waiting for the subway,  I started taking photos and some video to entertain myself. Once home I put together the following video that incorporates the photos I took.  In Brooklyn at a thrift shop, I bought a kit to do Chinese Brush painting.  Something I’ve decided to learn.  I’m hoping it will improve my drawing ability.  Sometime in the future there will undoubtedly be a post on Chinese Brush painting.

Music by George Gershwin.