I’ve posted this image before, but it is one of my favorite candid shots of us all laughing. When we left, the waiter asked us if we always had this much fun together. We said yes. We were in Minneapolis for our grandmother’s funeral. She was 104. She would have appreciated the laughter.
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My father grew up on a farm in Northwest Minnesota, near a small town called Foxhome. My grandfather was a grain and dairy farmer and had a herd of holsteins. Grandpa was a tall, handsome man of few words, and he worked hard every day. Life was not easy when you had a house full of kids and cows that needed milking. He appears to have been hosting a meeting of local dairy farmers. When I was young, I loved to go visit the farm and the cows. Grandpa sold off the herd in late-1960s. My dad took these photos about 1948/1950 when he was home for a college break. He used a camera he had purchased while in the army after World War II.
The Matterhorn, from Zermatt, Switzerland
Iris, Gardens at Calouste Gulbenkian Museum, Lisbon, Portugal
Sunset, Big Mantrap Lake, Minnesota
Fall Foliage, Sierra Foothills, California
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Floating
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The New 3 Rs: Retire, Recharge, Reconnect 