1973

San Francisco, California

This is my Mom & I the year I was born.  She took me to California to live with her sister for a year.  I didn’t learn this until I was in my mid 30’s.  Apparently, after I was born my Dad was acting like a drunkn’ fool so she left.   He cleaned up his act and she moved back.   As far back as I can remember I don’t have any memories of my father as a drinker. I always remember the straight and narrow man and have never seen him drunk to this day.

This will always be one of my favorite photographs.

SF 001

My Motivation

Why I can do what I do.  My Mom.  As I have been going through my old pictures and other artifacts I have collected along the way. I came across this card.  For a brief moment I imagined her writing it.  I then realize that these writings are the only thing we have left that comes from their soul.  We have pictures yes! but feelings on paper are rare for most.  I’m happy to come across these  when I do 🙂 We all have cards stashed away I’m sure there is something we could do with the good ones…Here I go again…thinking of my next project 🙂  Just like Mom.  I miss her every day.

Happy Birthday from Mom

Mom