Archive for September, 2009
My friends Shelley Leatherman and Jonathan Lott welcomed their first child into the world today, Olivia Lott. Olivia was born around 6 pm at Kaiser hospital in San Jose, California. My wife and I attended Shelley and Jonathan’s marriage in 2007. My wife and I will always be able to remember Olivia’s birthday because today is the first anniversary of our own marriage. Instead of having dinner together, we went to see the new baby in the hospital.
I shot this video on October 3rd, at the home of Jon and Shelley.
I spent September 17th through the 20th in Tigard, Oregon, a suburb of Portland. My grandmother Elsie lives in Tigard. My father and my brother with his family gathered at grandma’s house for four days. Elsie is 98 years old. She’s having trouble with her vision, but generally is in good health. She detailed her plans to attend her sorority convention when she is 99 and 100 years old.
My father, my brother and his family and I took a day trip to Newport, OR on Saturday the 19th. Grandma used to own a house near there about 30 years ago. We tried to find her old house, since my brother and I enjoyed our visits there when we were children. We think we found the house, but we couldn’t be certain. But we know we were within 20 feet of where her house was, as we walked the street where the house is or was. We also walked down to the beach from the cliff where her house was. The beach was beautiful, and I got some great video of my brother’s kids playing on the beach and wading in the Pacific ocean.
Here is a video of the waterfront in Newport, OR.
Here is a video of the historic Timberline Lodge at the base of Mt. Hood about an hour outside of Portland, OR.
Here is a video of a forest fire on Interstate 5.
Here is a video of my niece and nephew making a souvenir by squishing a penny.
Here is a video of my brother and his family hiking down to the beach near my grandmother’s house she lived in in the 1970s.
Here is a video of my brother and his family playing on the beach of the Pacific ocean in Oregon, right below where my grandmother had her house 30 years ago.
Here is a video of my father and my brother and his family enjoying corndogs at the very same restaurant where my father ate corndogs in the late 1940s.