Ripley’s Aquarium ’06
January 28th, 2007
Continuing our Myrtle Beach trip in the Summer of ’06…After our time at the KISS Coffeehouse and Johnny Rocket’s, Mom took Grandpa back to the condo, while Ashleigh, Briana, and I browsed the shops. After she returned, we continued to walk around Broadway at the Beach until we happened onto Ripley’s Aquarium. Briana had never been there, so she was able to talk me into going in with her while my Mom and Ashleigh shopped. Read the rest of this entry »
St. Pete Beach Fun in the Sand
January 27th, 2007
It is clear from these three photos that I not only enjoyed the swimming pool, but also the salty sea and sand. This, again, is our 1975 trip to St. Pete Beach, Florida. My Dad, in his desire to take some artistic shots, took some lovely panoramic photos that not only featured my Mom and me enjoying the beach, but a landscape of the coastline where we were staying, and a broad view of the ocean – framing little old us along with a passing sea vessel. There’s nothing artistic about the bottom photo – but it’s my favorite. Read the rest of this entry »
Jean Darling 2006
January 26th, 2007
My first association with Our Gang member Jean Darling came in late 1985 when I sent for a package of photos that she was selling at the time. I’ll talk more about that in a future posting, but lets just say that the package of photos was a steal for the fans (one of the photos is pictured at left). Since that time, I had corresponded with her on several occasions. Living in Dublin, Ireland, she rarely made trips into the states – but often appeared at Laurel and Hardy gatherings in Europe. Read the rest of this entry »
Meeting Up With Chris Demeter
January 25th, 2007
There’s an interesting story of how I first met Chris Demeter. We had just moved to our house on Winterset in April 1978 and I was finishing up my first year of school as a kindergartener. This was the first time I had ever ridden the bus; before I had been close enough to walk to school. Chris rode my bus and it didn’t take long before we began talking. He was older than me, being in first grade. After chatting it up one day, he invited me over to his house and I accepted. He was dropped off before me, so I knew right where his house was. It was just up the street on Birchall, a short bike ride from home. Read the rest of this entry »