The Foundry. Home of the DEM and other state agencies. A very cool building in Providence, RI.
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Guest blogger day: my wife, Donna
Thinking of my Dad, a veteran, a patriot. He was a gunners mate, first class on the Natoma Bay CVE62 in the South Pacific during WWII. He was in thirteen major engagements, including the battles at Guadalcanal and Leyte Gulf. He made it through three typhoons. He watched a kamikaze crash into the upper deck of the ship. Whenever he talked about his experiences he would say it sounds bad, but the guys in the army had it worse. He is one of many of his time who made the greatest generation great. Humble, kind, fearless, missed.
Consider yourself shot.
I suppose there’s enough sunset for both of us, but even so, this is my spot. My only option was to shoot him.
The stuck up bridge
This week’s URBEX (urban exploration) trip took me a few minutes from the house and into Providence. We see this bridge every day, and I never knew the story behind it. Now I do.
The intro from Wikipedia:
The Crook Point Bascule Bridge (or the Seekonk River Drawbridge) is a defunct Scherzer rolling lift railway bridge which spans the Seekonk River, connecting the city of Providence, Rhode Island, to the suburb of East Providence. Stuck in the open position since its abandonment in 1976, it is known to nearby residents as the “Stuck-Up Bridge” and has become somewhat of a local icon of urban decay.[1]
Do my kids get along?
Of course they do… <must change subject> Hey, how about those Bruins?
No luck today.
Not with the weather. Not with fishing. Not with returning home with a favorite lure.
Poor man’s tape measure
Approximately 45 minutes later I was able to determine that this board is 37 “inches” long. And now I can’t remember why I was measuring it in the first place.
Reprehensible behavior
eric, stop hitting your sister.
christy, put your brother down.
eric, stop using the force on your sister.
OH MY GOD – NIGEL – STOP LICKING YOURSELF!!!!
You see when you pee…
I had this one blown up, framed, and nailed to the wall in the downstairs bathroom. I held off for a while because I finally found a wooden frame with a “drift wood” texture about it. It’s too bad about the sap whose painting of a rowboat was surgically removed (by me after leaving Walmart). All’s fair in love and war.
Well isn’t that just dandy…
Of all the shots taken during our adventure today (canoeing on Brickyard Pond), the shot of a Dandelion taken as we were leaving ends up being the best of the bunch. Sigh.
Long Days and Nights 