Happy Sunday folks, I hope your weekend has been great. The pigs are my mothers, I brought them home to Las Vegas a couple of years ago, we miss you, momma. 99 degrees today, 100 degrees tomorrow. It’s safe to say that the summer heat is almost back!
You have been gone ten years, my heart still cries for you, mother. We love you so much! This photo of mom is in my living room, I see my mom every day and so wish that I could give her a big hug and kiss her little head. And, listen to her sweet voice. Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms from Las Vegas Photoblog.
Get it right and Stephie the Car Hop will bring you your food! This old pinball machine is owned by my folks back home. I don’t know what happened to the photos of the playing surface. oops. The other photo speaks the truth, buckles and zippers can destroy a beautiful paint job on any car, more so on an expensive antique car!
I sure do when I was living in the sticks in Michigan a few years ago. The cable company would not run the cable out of town beyond a certain mileage. I can still hear the awful noise the computer made, and the excruciatingly slow speeds. Today, I have a 30mbps upload, and a 300mbps download speed, so wonderful!
Did your mother or grandmother teach you about having good manners while away at other places and people’s homes? Mine sure did and for this, I am still grateful. And for the two times, my mother slapped the snot out of me when I was a teen. I deserved it, thank you mother for caring!
Ground was broken in 1969 and the business opened in late 1970 or so but I can’t be sure as I was just nine years young. I worked here during my high school years which was actually very fun, I mostly worked in the parts department and drove the parts truck for deliveries to body shops and parts pick-ups at other dealers.
This is where I got my acute sense of direction at an early age. I could add much more to this story but I don’t think many of you would enjoy it, it’s just about my other jobs at the next store we owned.
There are days that I seriously wish I could go back to this period of time in my life to start over, with the life experience I have now, things would be very different in some ways such as never letting go of the one that got away. I have regretted this until this moment right here on my MacBook…
Another dealer purchased the property, after they left you can see what has happened to the property. These photos are from 2019. It looks so sad today and I could tell you some stories about things that happened here!
As a child, my sister and I always sat around the kitchen table and had dinner together with mom and dad. This iPhone photo was taken several weeks ago, seeing it again instantly reminded me of how our devices and social media along with other sites have taken our attention to others away to some degree. Kinda sad…
Today is my father’s birthday, I just got off the phone with him to say happy 94th birthday, dad! This got me thinking about my roots way back up north. I dug into my very extensive archives and pulled this photo down from my cloud storage. This photo isn’t near where I lived but it is the same bumpy ass road, complete with those ridiculous plops of asphalt the road crews throw in those craters. Snow, rain, ice. Freezing and thawing all work together to destroy our Michigan roads! Happy birthday, Dad, I love you!
I rode past this sign yesterday and thought it is so cute so I turned around and took the photo. It makes me wish that I had spent more time with my son and daughter years ago… But the past is gone.
The metal flowers are my mother’s that I brought home with me a couple of years ago from Michigan. I was trying my hand at macro photography at the time. The other photo makes me think that you could be seeing this image while in deep REM sleep. I’m gearing up for a fifteen-mile ride in a while on this gorgeous day!
Good morning, friends! This morning, I put together an assortment of old photos for you. Pepper the German Shepard passed last year due to complications with her spine. She was a sweet baby who could make your chest rumble when she barked. And, dad’s favorite dog.
The RJ, or regional jet is on approach to our McCarran International Airport, this photo hangs on my wall too! The barn is one of five barns, this place was once a thoroughbred horse farm. Mr. Cowboy resides on Fremont Street north of the Vegas Strip and is a great venue for live music and more.
And, the grayscale Joshua Tree is somewhere west of the city a few miles. That’s the story behind the images which is not something I normally do but perhaps should. Partly sunny and 68 degrees are on tap for Las Vegas today, returning to the 70s tomorrow. Happy Thursday!
iPhone photos from Michigan in 2017, I was bald then too…
This little cutie was or is my mother’s bell. I swiped it from mom and dad’s some years ago after mum passed on and it’s a treasured piece in my kitchen window. We miss you so much, momma! I’m not going for a bike ride today regardless of the temperature being in the low 70s today. Why? Like so many other people in the States, I am always frustrated with this damned useless time change. Just one hour is enough to throw the human clock off, isn’t it? I feel kinda grumpy today too because of losing that hour! I got the usual six hours of sleep but waking up and seeing the time way off is a bit maddening, isn’t it? How about you?
The old Mitchell was having some transmission issues that needed the removal of the rear axle. These are old photos from 2015 or so, I’ve had a few rides in this old-timer, it’s an experience you won’t forget! Sunshine and 61 are on tap for today, not too bad! Have a happy Friday and weekend!
Here are some photos from an antique car tour I took with my dad in 2015. There are at least fifty more of these photos in the folder, too many for this space. It’s amazing how just looking at one photo can bring back specific things at that moment in time for you. Or, am I the only one who thinks like this?
The photo with plenty of chrome is the engine and water pump for an early 1900s fire engine. The classic Ford also belongs to my father. A lot of love goes into the restoration of these classic American beauties!
