My friend Jason took this photo in Hillsborough, New Hampshire. As he says, it evokes questions on many levels…. Who is supposed to respond to this sign? And just how many secrets do meat processors have?
I started this blog in July 2009. The first post of substance was about my mother, Marilyn Prater, who died in January 2008. Today is Mother’s Day in the US, so I thought I would highlight those words and images again. I think of Mom every day, and I’m prouder than ever of what she [...]
In April I went to London for business. (I stayed with Lauren and Jason in St. John’s Wood – when they moved there from NYC a few years ago, Lauren kept a still-funny blog about the tribulations Americans’ settling in London.) While in The Smoke I took some photos, a handy ninety-two of which I [...]
My wife grew up in Pocatello, Idaho (famous, to some, for the song sung by my not-so-distant cousin Judy Garland in A Star is Born). A few weeks ago we visited my parents-in-law there. I took two small collections of photos. The first includes some signs from a shooting range that we visited one morning. [...]
My mother, Marilyn Prater, died of cancer on January 17, 2008. She always made it clear – without often saying it – that she was proud of me. But it wasn’t until after she died, when I saw her friends and students come together to honor her memory, that I thought to be proud of [...]
