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A COLLECTION OF CHURCHES & THEIR INTERIORS

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  These folks in their automobile appear to be nicely dressed so I wonder – are they early for church services, or, having mingled with others of the congregation after services, are they now on their way home?  Either way, the church behind them is very handsome – at least I’m assuming it’s a church?  Let’s go with that!   St. Jerome Catholic Church on Carmel Ave. in El Cerrito, Calif. half a block up the street from where I grew up. When I was a little girl my friends and I used to sit on the curb diagonally across from the church on Saturdays to watch the beautiful brides getting married here after which we’d go home and play “getting married”. J Interior of St. Jerome Catholic Church Years later I sang for a friend’s wedding in St. Jerome - not the one pictured here, but I can tell this photo was taken from the rear balcony because I sang from that balcony for her wedding.  Wonderful acoustics. . Funny.  I never thought about it until now, but...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA

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  BRIDGES ARE NICE, BUT TODAY IS THE 250 TH BIRTHDAY OF THE U.S.A. SO . . . H A P P Y B I R T H D A Y A M E R I C A ! When I was growing up, the big 4 th of July thing was getting to go out on the front lawn when it got dark and twirl sparklers around.  Of course we were given the rules: keep the sparklers away from your face and don’t get them near anybody else’s face, etc. etc. etc. A few times I remember driving to Oakland to watch the fireworks explode over Lake Merritt.  One time we were so close to where they were shooting them off we had to lie on our backs on the lawn and look straight up to see them.  And each time they were shot off, it shook the ground under us.  Rather exciting! When I married and had my own family, we lived near Crescent City, CA from July 1968 to July 1976 – the year of America’s 200 th birthday.  Over those years we watched the fireworks from the ocean’s edge in Crescent City a few times.  Always fun.  The ki...

VISITING THE INFIRM

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  As most of you know, during the summer of 2004 my eldest daughter was involved in a serious boating accident at Lake Tahoe resulting in traumatic brain injury.  She was whisked off the beach by helicopter and flown to a hospital in Reno where she stayed for two months before being transferred to a hospital in Folsom for a month, and finally to one in San Jose specializing in head injury rehabilitation for the next 2 ½ months where she underwent intense recovery therapy learning how to eat, walk, talk, read, write, and etc. all over again from square one.  I know I’ve shared this story before, but it fits this week’s prompt, so I’m telling it again – maybe with a few different pictures. The early days when she was in a full coma in the hospital in Reno.  Even in a coma, the nurses were so good – coming in every couple of hours to gently move her into different positions. She was still in a coma in this picture when her younger sister, & older brother & sis-i...