Happy Anniversary

It doesn’t seem possible but it’s true — June 15th marked my one-year anniversary as a blogger. Keeping my commitment of twice-weekly sharing helps to keep me focused on my goals. (Notice I did not say that it means I achieve all of them!)  It’s been quite a year and I’ve enjoyed having you with me. I look forward to each and every comment and ‘like.’ I hope you’ll stick around for the next year — it’s already promising to be quite a ride!

Happy Summer!

Golden Gate Diamond Anniversary

At last the mighty task is done;

Resplendent in the western sun

The Bridge looms mountain high;

Its titan piers grip ocean floor,

Its great steel arms link shore with shore,

Its towers pierce the sky.

From the poem “The Mighty Task Is Done,” Joseph Strauss, 1937.

In addition to remembering our men and women of the armed forces, we in the Bay Area also celebrated the 75th anniversary of the opening of the Golden Gate Bridge. Construction began on January 5, 1933 and on May 27, 1937 the bridge was opened with a pedestrian day. Thousands of people turned out to walk across the bridge for the first time. The bridge opened to auto traffic on May 28, 1937.

Officials celebrated the bridges’ 50th anniversary with a pedestrian day. With about 300,000 people on the bridge, the roadway flattened — a bit spooky! Rather than repeat this event, the 75th anniversary celebration concluded with a fireworks display from the Golden Gate Bridge. All auto and foot traffic was closed for the pyrotechnics to begin about 9:30 p.m. and last for approximately 20 minutes.

Here you can see Coit Tower and the San Francisco-Oakland Bay Bridge on the extreme left as the fireworks began on the Golden Gate Bridge. Click on image for larger view.

On October 19, 1968 the Golden Gate Bridge became the first bridge in the world to offer one-way toll collection.

The one-billionth car crossed the bridge on February 22, 1985.

On opening day, Joseph Strauss said, “This bridge needs neither praise, eulogy nor encomium. It speaks for itself. We who have labored long are grateful. What Nature rent asunder long ago, man has joined today.”

Quite a party for quite a bridge. Happy Birthday!

Click here to see a video of the spectacular fireworks!

Note: Acknowledgement for the use of some of these quotations is given to “The Golden Gate” by Peter Beren and Morton Beebe, Insight Editions, © 2012.

Let’s Talk Turkey

Congress debated for 6 years before naming the bald eagle as the symbol of our country. And though there doesn’t seem to be a congressional record of his opposition, Ben Franklin shared his views with his daughter Sarah Bache in a January 26, 1784 letter:

“For my own part I wish the Eagle had not been chosen the representative of our country. He is a bird of bad moral character. He does not get his Living honestly. You may have seen him perched on some dead tree near the river, where, too lazy to fish for himself, he watches the labor of the Fishing Hawk; and when that diligent Bird has at length taken a fish, and is bearing it to his nest for the support of his mate and young ones, the Eagle pursues him and takes it from him.
With all this injustice, he is never in good case but like those among men who live by sharping & robbing he is generally poor and often very lousy. Besides he is a rank coward: The little King Bird not bigger than a Sparrow attacks him boldly and drives him out of the district. He is therefore by no means a proper emblem for the brave and honest Cincinnati of America who have driven all the King birds from our country…
I am on this account not displeased that the figure is not known as a Eagle, but looks more like a Turkey. For the Truth the Turkey is in comparison a much more respectable Bird, and withal a true original native of America… He is besides, though a little vain & silly, a bird of courage, and would not hesitate to attack a grenadier of the British Guards who should presume to invade his farm yard with a red coat on.”

“And the point?” you ask.  A little background:

This month has been full of firsts for me. I made several marmalade recipes for the first time, three of my art quilts won awards and now. . . are you ready? . . .while out on the morning ritual walk with the boys we noticed a wild turkey on our neighbor’s roof. At first sighting he was on the front edge of the roof.  When the camera came out he became shy and ducked behind the chimney. See him?

He was curious about us but we had to pretend we were stalking a rare song bird to capture these images. Eventually he moved a bit.

We thought we had captured about all the images we were going to and resumed our walk. This heightened his curiosity. He moved away from the chimney and began moving on the roof so he could keep us in his sights.

We walked to the end of the block and started down hill. Mr. Tom kept us in his view.

When we returned, the turkey was gone. We suspect that he lives in the wooded area at the end of our block. This gives us hope that we’ll see this “respectable bird and true native American” in the future.

Time Travel

The phenomenon of social media has tweaked lives, mine included. Just this week I checked out a photo album on a site for Frankfurt American High School and found 2 photos of myself in my drill team uniform on the football field. (Frankfurt is one of 2 high schools I attended in Germany during the 1960’s; I graduated high school in New Mexico.) Suddenly I was transported to 1966 on a cold Saturday lining up for half-time shenanigans. Those days hold a lot of fond memories for me.

From the left, row #4 — not including the first person in the line, I’m the only full-face person in the row and the only one smiling. At least I was having a good time! The uniforms are black corduroy jumpers with snappy gold eagle buttons (Go Eagles!) over deep gold turtleneck shirts. Gotta love the white gloves, shoes and socks. We are looking so snappy.

Here, I’m in the rear horizontal row, far right. I’m looking very serious — either I’m straining to hear the next instruction or I’m trying to decide what to wear to the dance that night at the Eagle’s Nest (Teen Club). I’d place my money on the latter.

Okay, back to my studio today for a shot of my…..what the???

Yes, my favorite light fixture from the 1960’s, a Lava Lamp.