A Salute to My Uncle Carl

A Salute to My Uncle Carl

This time of year reminds me of my late Uncle Carl. This shot was taken 10 years ago when they were visiting friends during Derby weekend.

Carl was famous for his practical jokes, his sense of humor and his faith. He actually lived a couple years longer than the doctors predicted with some serious health problems. My favorite story that he told me about 11 years ago was how he became a one eyed helicopter pilot. Back in his day, to become a pilot they had to take a vision test that included reading an eye chart.

So, he took his hand and covered his eye and read the chart perfectly. However he was blind in the other eye. When the military doc told him to read the chart with his other eye, he lowered his hand and put his other hand up covering the same eye and passed the test! A few months later, he did it again and got his helicopter pilots licence!

Thanks Uncle Carl for being a part of our lives!

Today…

Today…






Would have been the birthday of two people who are no longer around.

Steve Howard. He was my cousin, older by a few years, the only son of Uncle Carl. I’m not really sure what year it was that he died, except it was too young. Traffic accident. He was back from college for Christmas break and as he was returning to the neighborhood that his parents and sister lived in his car slid off the road. They lived in Carmel Indiana at the time, about 2 hours from us. I was a teen at the time and this was the first funeral of someone that I remember going to. I could hardly stay awake, not from tiredness, but it was my way of dealing with grief.

Now the reason I know when Steve’s birthday was is due to something my Mom shared with me a few years ago: She and Steve were born on the same day (many years apart). So she would send a note, I believe to my Aunt and Uncle in remembrance of Steve on her birthday which was August 15, 1933. She stopped having birthdays on Thanksgiving 2001, but that’s another story. In the meantime, remember it is always someones birthday, send a card!

(This was originally published in 2006)

A Salute to My Uncle Carl

Have You Ever Had A Winter Picnic?

Saturday morning we woke up to a fresh blanket of snow.

My wife Kathy decided to make the most of it.

Kathy setting the table

 

At 11, my daughter Tiff was going to be coming over for a couple of hours with her 8 month old, Calvin.

The table was set.

And lunch was served…

 

 

All was fine until naptime for Calvin:

 

 

 

Are You Capturing History?

Are You Capturing History?

You and I have an opportunity to do something no other generation ever had the opportunity to do.

That opportunity is to capture history and make it available to others.

Neither of my parents lived to see their 70th birthday.

The last few years of my Dad’s life were filled with fuzzy recollections of his life with frustration in his voice as he was forgetting details that he wanted to share when I asked him.

I was determined that I would not let that happen a second time, and bought my Mom a cassette recorder with a dozen blank tapes asking her to just start recording anything about herself and her life.

She had good intentions but never got around to it.

So when she died suddenly in 2001, I was left with boxes of her stuff and my Dad’s stuff including photo’s of people I never met, letters (the real hand written ones) and these all sit in a few boxes in my attic.

Technology has changed.

A couple of friends of mine were in the one hour photo processing business a decade or two ago.

They were driven out of business by digital cameras, including the kind I now have on my cellphone.

My laptop has software that allows me to not just edit photo’s but create video’s.  Your computer probably has this bit of tech too.

In this digital world we live in, with access to online photo sharing services like Flicker and Picplz along with video services including you tube we can share these creations as we capture history.

Last week I drove to Michigan where I spent a couple days as an Addy Award Judge for the American Advertising Federation.

After it was over, I decided to capture history.

Not just any history, but some personal family history.

When I was 26, I moved my family to Detroit where we stayed for nearly 8 years, lived in 4 houses, and my kids spent the beginning of their lives.

It has been 19 years since we left.

I decided to capture some family history for my kids and will be writing and producing a video with narration and about 40 photo’s I shot on my trip.

When it’s complete, I’ll give each of my kids their own DVD but I’ll also post it on my youtube channel and feature it on this website under the Really? The Personal ScLoHo category.

I urge you to do the same, in your own unique way.  Use this web world of ours, combined with the technology sitting in front of you to capture history for the next generation.

A Salute to My Uncle Carl

Bursts of Efficiency

Sunday afternoon my wife final told me to stop.

Our weekend was filled with a few projects along with some relaxing time.

It began Saturday with a trip to the bank, actually two banks, a hair cut, a trip to the store, stop at a gas station for a fill-up and a car wash in the morning.

The afternoon included a trip to the roof with my brother in law Tim where we checked out a hole in the roof and devised a temporary cover.

Sunday afternoon included buying smoke and carbon monoxide detectors, batteries, light bulbs, oil for the wife’s car and then installing, filling and what not.

While I was doing those tasks, Kathy was baking bread, preparing dinner and a variety of other household tasks.

Meanwhile Kathy’s other brother, Mike who is also staying with us volunteered to repair the roof, so while he did that, i set up his computer to watch movies with an extra cool sound system as a thank you.

We’re not always this efficient, but I recall as a young parent being out numbered 3 to 2 by our kids and the only way to get things done was to push forward.

If I only had a To Do List, it would have lines crossed off from everything that we accomplished.

Oh, I also changed the cat litter.  That alone gives me hero status in my wife’s eyes.