{"id":589,"date":"2015-07-04T05:49:33","date_gmt":"2015-07-04T08:49:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/?p=589"},"modified":"2015-07-04T06:16:27","modified_gmt":"2015-07-04T09:16:27","slug":"found-some-more-old-photos","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/found-some-more-old-photos\/","title":{"rendered":"Found some more old photos"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em><span style=\"color: #000080;\">Friday, July 3rd, 2015 -( 14\u02daC \/ 57\u02daF @ 11:59 pm Atlantic time &#8211; in the dark here while we&#8217;re using &#8220;Startup Repair&#8221; to see if the windows 7 machine might still have some life ahead of it.)- Nora K.&#8217;s and Matt Kantrowitz&#8217;s Birthday today. \ud83d\ude42 \ud83d\ude42<br \/>\n<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000080;\">&#8212; Not all of these photos are in perfect shape, but wow, we had some beautiful cousins and friends-<\/span><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_592\" style=\"width: 555px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/April-Jamie-1984x5491.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-592\" class=\"size-full wp-image-592\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/April-Jamie-1984x5491.jpg?resize=545%2C376\" alt=\"Wallet sized photos\" width=\"545\" height=\"376\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/April-Jamie-1984x5491.jpg?w=545 545w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/April-Jamie-1984x5491.jpg?resize=217%2C150 217w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/April-Jamie-1984x5491.jpg?resize=150%2C103 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 545px) 100vw, 545px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-592\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">Our cousins, April, on the left and Jamie on the right. Jamie signed her photo with &#8220;6th grade&#8221; in 1984. There is a bit of dust on the photos that wouldn&#8217;t go away.<br \/><\/span><\/p><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_593\" style=\"width: 673px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Nora-Harley-Jim-Sept1984.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-593\" class=\"size-full wp-image-593\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Nora-Harley-Jim-Sept1984.jpg?resize=663%2C516\" alt=\"people and dogs posing in the shade.\" width=\"663\" height=\"516\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Nora-Harley-Jim-Sept1984.jpg?w=663 663w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Nora-Harley-Jim-Sept1984.jpg?resize=549%2C427 549w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Nora-Harley-Jim-Sept1984.jpg?resize=193%2C150 193w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Nora-Harley-Jim-Sept1984.jpg?resize=150%2C117 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 663px) 100vw, 663px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-593\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">Nora K. &#8211; I think in her back yard in Putney, in September of 1984 &#8211; Me on the right with Harley (who became &#8216;Charles&#8217; when he grew up.) &#8211; more or less on my lap, he never was much for sitting still anywhere, and I don&#8217;t know if I ever knew the dogs&#8217; names or who they might have belonged to. This photo is a bit fuzzy because of the weird finish.<\/span><\/p><\/div>\n<div id=\"attachment_594\" style=\"width: 559px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/NancyA-JimW-1980-ish1.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-594\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-594\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/NancyA-JimW-1980-ish1.jpg?resize=549%2C381\" alt=\"Normal woman with tall, hairy guy.\" width=\"549\" height=\"381\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/NancyA-JimW-1980-ish1.jpg?resize=549%2C381 549w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/NancyA-JimW-1980-ish1.jpg?resize=216%2C150 216w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/NancyA-JimW-1980-ish1.jpg?resize=150%2C104 150w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/NancyA-JimW-1980-ish1.jpg?w=735 735w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 549px) 100vw, 549px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-594\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">Nancy A. &#8211; Cousin Lori&#8217;s friend, who I never knew all that well, but I rememer her birthday is July 16th? I look like a refugee from a rock band like Three Dog Night. This was some time in the 1980&#8217;s.<\/span><\/p><\/div>\n<div id=\"attachment_595\" style=\"width: 331px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/CindyG-DeniseM-1980-ish1.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-595\" class=\"size-full wp-image-595\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/CindyG-DeniseM-1980-ish1.jpg?resize=321%2C358\" alt=\"Two young women with annoying shadows.\" width=\"321\" height=\"358\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/CindyG-DeniseM-1980-ish1.jpg?w=321 321w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/CindyG-DeniseM-1980-ish1.jpg?resize=134%2C150 134w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 321px) 100vw, 321px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-595\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">Cindy G. and Denise M. (Now Lavery) &#8211; Two young women from the post office we used to work at in the 1980&#8217;s- in very bad lighting.<\/span><\/p><\/div>\n<div id=\"attachment_596\" style=\"width: 559px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Lyn-1979ish2.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-596\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-596\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Lyn-1979ish2.jpg?resize=549%2C577\" alt=\"Nice looking young woman.\" width=\"549\" height=\"577\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Lyn-1979ish2.jpg?resize=549%2C577 549w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Lyn-1979ish2.jpg?resize=143%2C150 143w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Lyn-1979ish2.jpg?w=752 752w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 549px) 100vw, 549px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-596\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">My friend, Lyn, in the late 1970&#8217;s, in Rutland, Vermont. The photo was in a plastic sheet for years and that might be what caused the strange lights or whatever that are dancing in front of her here. Looks like a special effect- fairy dust being sprinkled on her or something.<br \/><\/span><\/p><\/div>\n<div id=\"attachment_597\" style=\"width: 559px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/JimNavyCirca19691.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-597\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-597\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/JimNavyCirca19691.jpg?resize=549%2C677\" alt=\"Me in my Navy uniform, around the time I graduated from boot camp.\" width=\"549\" height=\"677\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/JimNavyCirca19691.jpg?resize=549%2C677 549w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/JimNavyCirca19691.jpg?resize=831%2C1024 831w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/JimNavyCirca19691.jpg?resize=122%2C150 122w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/JimNavyCirca19691.jpg?w=1181 1181w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 549px) 100vw, 549px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-597\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">And, me &#8211; from a nightmare I once had that I volunteered to serve my country and was subjected to the demonic company of &#8216;superiors&#8217; who had been thoroughly warped by the insidious mindset of the military industrial complex. I survived, I think. This might have been a photo taken by a shipmate on a destroyer tender.<br \/><\/span><\/p><\/div>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000080;\">&#8212; It took me over 5 hours and an incredible amount of grief to get these photos scanned and then loaded into this blog from this computer. The computer played dead, and just before I buried it or chucked it into the nearest river, it said, &#8216;hey wait a minute, try running a &#8216;Startup Repair&#8217; program.&#8217; That may have worked. Meanwhile I scanned the photos into a G5 Mac because I was expecting to talk to my sister and mother using Skype and the Yummy MacBook was waiting for them to come on line. Which they never did. And the only other available computer that could do the job was the G5. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000080;\">&#8212; But WordPress no longer likes G5&#8217;s because Apple, which, before they made deals with the devil- and\/or Bill Gates and company &#8211; had been real good about making sure that all the latest and greatest software etc. would run on older Macs. But then the devil, Bill Gates, and the &#8216;Breedy Gastards&#8217; of this world went out of their way to make sure a whole lot of planned obsolescence was built into anything worth having so people who should be relaxing and enjoying their lives have to be slaves to the demonic economic system we&#8217;ve been living under lately- oh never mind- So after I got an older version of &#8220;Mail&#8221; to work on the G5, then had to restart it because the danged thing would not allow me to &#8216;compose&#8217; any email- and then I had to add another account because it couldn&#8217;t send anything from the original email account I set up with that app. And then, when I got the email message I sent to a gmail account that I can use on this stupid Windows 7 machine, six images came with six ghosts of themselves and I had to download 5 of those images twice because the ghosts insisted I wanted broken graphics for this = should have been really easy = project here. And the sixth image- I had to download three times to get it right.\u00a0 Grumble, grumble, grumble &#8211; But anyway &#8211; Here we are. It&#8217;s almost six o-freakin clock on Nora K.&#8217;s birthday (I forgot her new last name- shame on me. But her husband&#8217;s name is Jim and he plays a guitar. Or at least did when I met him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000080;\">&#8212; Can I scream now? Or should I just chill? Lemme try to chill, sit back and smile and think I may have plowed my way through trials and tribulations that were hurled at me by the forces of schnarr, designed to ruin my outlook on life, liberty, love and the pursuit of happiness &#8211; And I came out on top. Or should I sit down and count my fingers and toes to be sure I&#8217;m still more or less all here?<\/span><\/p>\n<p>( Um, I needed to update this a couple times do to spelling errors and schnarr like that there- )<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000080;\">&#8212; ( Laughing to myself at 6:00 am )<\/span><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #000080;\">~~~~~ Jim<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Friday, July 3rd, 2015 -( 14\u02daC \/ 57\u02daF @ 11:59 pm Atlantic time &#8211; in the dark here while we&#8217;re using &#8220;Startup Repair&#8221; to see if the windows 7 machine might still have some life ahead of it.)- Nora K.&#8217;s and Matt Kantrowitz&#8217;s Birthday today. \ud83d\ude42 \ud83d\ude42 &#8212; Not all \u2026 <a class=\"continue-reading-link\" href=\"http:\/\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/found-some-more-old-photos\/\"> Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr; <\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[153,85,93,57,63,38,44,7,25,59,60,39,92,77,61,11,10,169,170,16,20,65,158,1,9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-589","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-always-question-authority","category-i-shot-my-neighbors-dinosaur","category-just-give-me-the-truth-2","category-privacy-now","category-reality","category-we-dont-need-no-fracking-politicians","category-canada","category-conspiracies","category-creativity","category-didactics-r-us","category-economic-warfare","category-fairness-in-reporting","category-fearmongering-propaganda","category-fracking","category-interesting","category-life-should-be-more-fun","category-life-should-be-more-relaxed","category-no-bears-today","category-planned-obsolescence","category-poetic-truth","category-politiks","category-propaganda","category-truth-in-reporting","category-uncategorized","category-wildlife"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p559rH-9v","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/589","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=589"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"http:\/\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/589\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":599,"href":"http:\/\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/589\/revisions\/599"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=589"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=589"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/aerendel.ca\/aarchives\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=589"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}