Picture Gallery

I put this photo of my mother on the blog on June 15, 2016 in the entry Thirteen years ago my mom went to her eternal resting place. I wanted to put it here so that it was easier to find anytime you may want to see it. Still miss you, Mom.

Picture of a picture of Mom from the 1990s, as far as I can guess on the year.

 

On Sunday, October 5, 2014, I got word that a dog I loved, Sassy, had passed away. Here is the picture I included in the blog entry I did about it on the following Wednesday: R.I.P. to a faithful friend.

 

Sassy, a cocker-spaniel and shih tzu mix, at age three or four.

 

I didn’t live with Sassy in the last years, but I cared about her very much.

 

Here are the promised pictures of my father, Joseph J. Kockelmans. Taking the photos with my phone, getting them to my computer, and saving them in my blog library did not take long today (December 11, 2013). Unlike in the past, this process went smoothly for my writing assistant and me.

Joseph J. Kockelmans, my father

Dad and me circa 1965

The next photo was taken through glass. When we took it out of the frame, the photo was melded to the glass.

Pop through glass.

Pop as a younger man.

Here is a new picture of my cat Keekee on top of the refrigerator, taken a few days ago. Today, March 15, 2013, is her 7th birthday.

Here are some pictures of KeeKee, my cat, as well as some photos of paintings from my old house.

Painting that was in my parent’s home

And two pictures of my boat, Galileo.

My old boat, The Galileo

My old boat, 1978 through 2007.

On October 5, 2012, I had a bookreading and booksigning at Webster’s Bookstore and Cafe. A few people showed up; some were friends of mine. I took a few pictures. In most of them I look too serious or cranky . . . I don’t know why. But I found one that I liked of my face.

Shaking my friend’s hand after signing his books. (His right hand was in a cast.)

In this next one, I was listening to someone talk and I made a strange face. It does show off the book display which Rebecca and I set up from the nice start that Webster’s had given us.

Listening to someone intently. This is not my happiest face. I apologize.

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