About don26812

I have been an amateur photographer essentially my entire life, getting my first camera when I was eight. I got involved in digital photography in the mid-90s, when the first consumer color printers and hand scanners became available, and bought my first digital camera in 1999. I retired from a thirty-three year engineering and management career in aerospace in 2000. I thought it would be fun to teach digital photography. I have been teaching digital photography courses part time in adult education since then. I pretty much got in on the ground floor in the local area and currently teach several different classes, I developed, for two school districts. In 2006 I spent six weeks cruising Alaska as a volunteer Photoshop Elements instructor for High Seas Computing Services. I am currently part of the Adobe prerelease user beta test team for Photoshop Elements, Premiere Elements and Photoshop.

Do You Look Like Your HS Picture?

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Classmate, Rita Roney, emailed this video to me the other day. It is a collection high school pictures of celebrities. A few, I can recognize without being told, most of them, once the star is identified, I can see the resemblance. But there are a few that like the TV commercial for Liberty Insurance, I just don’t see it. The high school picture of Sony Bono looks like a 250-pound tackle.

I enjoyed the video and I thought you might too. Thanks a lot Rita!

Click Here to Watch the Video

August 20th Zoom Meeting


Hi Everyone,

As you know we had another one of our class get togethers via Zoom last Thursday. Not many of you showed up, but Dave Simpson and Gerald Miwa joined us for the first time.

At some point, Tina came up in our reminisces, and we recalled our 45th Reunion in 2008, that Tina and her husband, Phil Volk of Paul Revere and the Raiders attended.

That gave me an idea. Soon after the reunion, I made a DVD that was then distributed to all those who attended. The DVD also included a bunch of Gini Yegsigian’s pictures that she had taken back in 1962 and 1963. They show pictures of classmates from both years. Another interesting note, the first part of the video includes songs by Tina from her CD. Remember she was on the Dick Clark’s, “Where the Action Is” TV show as Tina Mason.

I thought you might enjoy watching the DVD, so I posted it on YouTube. Here is the link.

/Come join us next time!

Come Join Us


As I hope you have heard, we have been having a class get together via Zoom every few weeks or so. It has not attracted a large number of our classmates, but it has been fun for the few of us who have joined in.

If you have a camera and microphone on your device, that is all you need. A laptop is one of the easiest to use although Sharon joined us last time via an iPad. Personally, I think smartphones are too small, but they work as well.

Joining a get together via Zoom is extremely easy. I send out the link a few days ahead of time, and all you have to do is click on it on the designated day and time. Ask your grandkids for help if need be. 🙂 I send out the links via email, rather than using Facebook etc to better control the invitees.

Below is a screen shot of those of us attending the last one.

Starting at the top row, left to right, that is Jerry Charles, I’m the black square in the middle (my camera malfunctioned), and Steve Kasten on the right. Donna McLaughlin starts the second row, followed by Dave McLeroy, and John Hays. At the bottom are Ted Leverette, and Sharon Barnes. Carol Creighton also joined us, but had to leave before I thought of taking the screenshot.

Come join us next time! Even if COVID-19 was not messing everything up, these informal get togethers are a good to have fun and stay in touch.

Until next time…

2019 Party: Update Announcement


No, the date has not been changed; it still is September 28th. Yes, it is still going to be at Gini’s new home at

3739 Calle Casino

San Clemente. 92673

The change is Gini wants you to send your $50 RSVP checks, payable to her and to her home address.

Also, she has a block of rooms reserved at the Hills Hotel under Gini Garner Reunion, with Hong Madison as the contact for $129. This is a very good rate. I made my initial reservation independently for $179.

The Hills Hotel

25205 La Paz Road / Laguna Hills / CA 92653 / United States of America

+1 949-586-5000

info@thelagunahillshotel.com

29th Annual Dylanfest Coming May 5th


If you live anywhere near the South Bay, you really should check this out. I have gone for the past 10 years or so. It is 8 hours of Bob Dylan songs, with no repeats, and performed by 60 musicians. It is hosted by Andy and Renee and their band Hard Rain.

Go to the link in the above for more info. If you plan to go, let me know, I would love to meet your there for a day of music and catching up.

Below is a sample of the music you will hear at Dylanfest.

https://www.yout https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gBRBgZuYVSA&list=PL-7ul5GLbqL6LKfJHTyNEOuMrkvDrOEQ7&index=4&t=0s&fbclid=IwAR15zxunlQilJAoHc12LtSKCGqz7gxifwISc0XukGiDJopdqSa7G9iXraxg

Here is the link to their website where you can find out more about them and Dylanfest 29.

http://www.andyandrenee.com/

The Land That Made Me Me


This poem was forwarded to me from classmate, Suzye Lawson. She and I thought it would be worth sharing.

1950’s version of an E-Mail

Long ago and far away, in a land that time forgot,
Before the days of Dylan , or the dawn of Camelot.
There lived a race of innocents, and they were you and me,

We longed for love and romance, and waited for our Prince,
Eddie Fisher married Liz, and no one’s seen him since.

For Ike was in the White House in that land where we were born,
Where navels were for oranges, and Peyton Place was porn.

We danced to ‘Little Darlin,’ and sang to ‘Stagger Lee’
And cried for Buddy Holly in the Land That Made Me, Me.

Only girls wore earrings then, and 3 was one too many,
And only boys wore flat-top cuts, except for Jean McKinney.

And only in our wildest dreams did we expect to see
A boy named George with Lipstick, in the Land That Made Me, Me.

We fell for Frankie Avalon, Annette was oh, so nice,
And when they made a movie, they never made it twice..

We didn’t have a Star Trek Five, or Psycho Two and Three,
Or Rocky-Rambo Twenty in the Land That Made Me, Me.

Miss Kitty had a heart of gold, and Chester had a limp,
And Reagan was a Democrat whose co-star was a chimp.

We had a Mr. Wizard, but not a Mr. T,
And Oprah couldn’t talk yet, in the Land That Made Me, Me.

We had our share of heroes, we never thought they’d go,
At least not Bobby Darin, or Marilyn Monroe.
For youth was still eternal, and life was yet to be,
And Elvis was forever in the Land That Made Me, Me.

We’d never seen the rock band that was Grateful to be Dead,
And Airplanes weren’t named Jefferson , and Zeppelins were not Led.

And Beatles lived in gardens then, and Monkees lived in trees,
Madonna was Mary in the Land That Made Me, Me.

We’d never heard of microwaves, or telephones in cars,
And babies might be bottle-fed, but they were not grown in jars.

And pumping iron got wrinkles out, and ‘gay’ meant fancy-free,
And dorms were never co-Ed in the Land That Made Me, Me.

We hadn’t seen enough of jets to talk about the lag,
And microchips were what was left at the bottom of the bag.

And hardware was a box of nails, and bytes came from a flea,
And rocket ships were fiction in the Land That Made Me, Me.

T-Birds came with portholes, and side shows came with freaks,
And bathing suits came big enough to cover both your cheeks.

And Coke came just in bottles, and skirts below the knee,
And Castro came to power near the Land That Made Me, Me.

We had no Crest with Fluoride, we had no Hill Street Blues,
We had no patterned pantyhose or Lipton herbal tea
Or prime-time ads for those dysfunctions in the Land That Made Me,
Me.

There were no golden arches, no Perrier to chill,
And fish were not called Wanda, and cats were not called Bill

And middle-aged was 35 and old was forty-three,
And ancient were our parents in the Land That Made Me, Me.

But all things have a season, or so we’ve heard them say,
And now instead of Maybelline we swear by Retin-A.
They send us invitations to join AARP,
We’ve come a long way, baby, from the Land That Made Me, Me.

So now we face a brave new world in slightly larger jeans,
And wonder why they’re using smaller print in magazines.
And we tell our children’s children of the way it used to be,
Long ago and far away in the Land That Made Me, Me.

If you didn’t grow up in the fiftys,
You missed the greatest time in history,
Hope you enjoyed this read as much as I did.
If So, PLEASE FORWARD this note to
someone who will appreciate these memories…