Münsterplatz, Freiburg im Breisgau, June 2004
Nine years ago this month I was reaching the beginning of the end of my time studying abroad in Germany, so I went around town taking pictures of things I loved and wanted to remember. Chief among these things were the delicious Wursts sold at the market on the Münsterplatz, specifically at Uhl’s Wurststand.
What you don’t see in this photo is the massive crowd this cart always drew, or the delicious glass-bottled Coke and Fanta they sold along with their sausages. Lunchtime perfection! And so cheap. (Note: I documented my love of market Wurst on my last trip to Germany in late 2009 on a previous blog. Check it out!)
Two weeks from this very minute Jon and I will be winging our way across the Atlantic to Freiburg for a most triumphant return to my German home base. Münsterwurst here I come!
Canoe, Atlanta, Georgia, May 21, 2010
Three years ago tonight we rehearsed getting married and then shared a lovely dinner with many of our nearest and dearest on the banks of the Chattahoochee. A lot has changed since then — these days we have an adorable dog, shorter hair and better jobs, and Jon wouldn’t be caught dead wearing pleated pants — but we’re still as weird and nerdy (respectively) as this photo would have you believe.
January 3, 2004, Atlanta, Georgia/January 4, 2013, New York, New York
Although slightly belated, this post had to happen once I came across the picture on the left earlier tonight. That was taken at Abby‘s 21st birthday shindig at her parents’ house lo those many years ago. At right, we have a picture taken roughly three weeks ago up in New York at Abby’s 30th birthday bash. What a difference nine years makes, huh? (A camera flash that doesn’t wash us out helps too.)
BONUS: Check out what Abby instagrammed in honor of our 25 years together:
Hiram, Ohio, 1950
Hi everybody! Long time no see. Dad (aka Jimmy, pictured above) got himself a slide scanner for Christmas, so there should be quite a few gems of this caliber going up on the blog in weeks and months to come… hopefully I’ll be able to stick with it now that I’ve taken a bit of a holiday hiatus. Happy 2013, folks!
Charlottesville, Virginia, 1970
This was my dad’s senior year of college at UVA. Mom had finished up her undergrad at Wake Forest earlier in the year and was now working on a master’s degree in Charlottesville. I like how unmistakably seventies Mom’s outfit is, and I find it hilarious how much 1971 Dad looks like my brother.
Jimmy B. Reeves, May 13, 1934 — September 10, 2012
My mom’s Uncle Chub — my great uncle, and my Grandma Jean‘s only sibling — passed away a week ago yesterday. I was traveling and couldn’t make it to his service on Friday, but I immediately thought of the photo above that I’d come across in my digging and figured I would share it (and others, below) this week in his memory. I’m not sure when or where these were taken, but they are awesome. Rest in peace Uncle Chub, and tell Grandma and Grandpa hello for us.
Elks Lodge, Johnson City, Tennessee, September 1, 1972
Colonial Heights, Kingsport, Tennessee, September 2, 1972
Dad sneaked me a few slides to have scanned in the run up to his and mom’s anniversary — these are some of my favorites from the festivities. Perfection.
…that my parents got married! If you’ve been following along for a while, you might recall that they were debate partners and high school sweethearts. Here’s their prom picture from 1966, my mom’s senior year, to jog your memory:
This weekend my siblings and I threw them an anniversary party, which you’ll read more about in coming days. In preparation for the event I spent a lot of time digging through the basement, scanning photos and hunting for video, and I managed to turn up a reel of super 8 film that my mom’s uncle shot on the day of their wedding. I had it converted, then edited it down (read: removed the really, really dark parts) and made a little movie to show at the party. It’s a bit fuzzy, but it’s a fun watch — especially if you know my family. My mom has, apparently, always been a total ham. Enjoy!
Laura & Jim, September 2, 1972 from Kathleen Poe Ross on Vimeo.
Atlanta, Georgia, July 2002
Floating down the Chattahoochee River, also known as “shooting the ‘Hooch,” is a beloved summer pastime here in Atlanta. Basically, you round up some buddies, rent a massive raft, take a cooler full of beer along and drift down the river for a couple hours. (Canoes are an acceptable alternative for smaller outings.) On sunny, not-too-hot weekends the river is slammed with ‘Hooch shooters, kayakers and even some fishermen (who surely must land the occasional three-eyed fish).
This was taken the summer after my freshman year of college — ten years ago now — which was one of those rare summers when many, if not most, people from high school were back home for the break. Here we are attempting to deflate the raft at the end of our journey. (I’m in the middle back with the old-man fishing hat on.) Ah, to be a summering college student again…
Castine, Maine, July 2007; Cape Elizabeth, Maine, August 2012
Well folks, what can I say? It’s been a crazy few weeks, with back-to-back long weekends in South Carolina and Maine and a massive deadline at work. But I’m back! (And better than ever? Hmm…)
Since I managed to miss last week old-timey post, here’s a bonus set from a few days later in July 2007 (on our way to South Carolina from Maine):