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.

Words and Phrases No Longer With Us


I received this in an email from Suzye Lawson. I found it funny and to some extent somewhat sad.

      Lost Words from our childhood:

Mergatroyd!   Do you remember that word?   Would you believe the spell-checker did not recognize the word Mergatroyd?   Heavens to Mergatroyd!

The other day a not so elderly (I say 75) lady said something to her son about driving a Jalopy; and he looked at her quizzically and said, “What the heck is a Jalopy?”   He had never heard of the word jalopy!   She knew she was old … But not that old.

Well, I hope you are Hunky Dory after you read this and chuckle.

About a month ago, I illuminated some old expressions that have become obsolete because of the inexorable march of technology.   These phrases included:   Don’t touch that dial, Carbon copy, You sound like a broken record, and Hung out to dry.

Back in the olden days we had a lot of moxie.   We’d put on our best bib and tucker, to straighten up and fly right.

Heavens to Betsy!   Gee whillikers!   Jumping Jehoshaphat!   Holy moley!

We were in like Flynn and living the life of Riley; and even a regular guy couldn’t accuse us of being a knucklehead, a nincompoop or a pill.   Not for all the tea in China!

Back in the olden days, life used to be swell, but when’s the last time anything was swell?   Swell has gone the way of beehives, pageboys and the D.A.;   of spats, knickers, fedoras, poodle skirts, saddle shoes, and pedal pushers.

Oh, my aching back!   Kilroy was here, but he isn’t anymore.

We wake up from what surely has been just a short nap, and before we can say, “Well, I’ll be a monkey’s uncle!”   Or, “This is a fine kettle of fish!”   We discover that the words we grew up with, the words that seemed omnipresent, as oxygen, have vanished with scarcely a notice from our tongues and our pens and our keyboards.

Poof, go the words of our youth, the words we’ve left behind.    We blink, and they’re gone.   Where have all those great phrases gone?

Long gone:   Pshaw, The milkman did it.   Hey!   It’s your nickel.   Don’t forget to pull the chain.   Knee high to a grasshopper.   Well, Fiddlesticks!   Going like sixty.   I’ll see you in the funny papers.   Don’t take any wooden nickels.   Wake up and smell the roses.

It turns out there are more of these lost words and expressions than Carter has liver pills.   This can be disturbing stuff!   (Carter’s Little Liver Pills are gone too!)

We of a certain age have been blessed to live in changeable times.   For a child each new word is like a shiny toy, a toy that has no age.   We at the other end of the chronological arc have the advantage of remembering there are words that once did not exist and there were words that once strutted their hour upon the earthly stage and now are heard no more, except in our collective memory.    It’s one of the greatest advantages of aging.

Leaves us to wonder where Superman will find a phone booth…

See ya later, alligator!   Okidoki.

You’ll notice they left out “Monkey Business”!!!

WE ARE THE CHILDREN OF THE FABULOUS 50’S … NO ONE WILL EVER HAVE THAT OPPORTUNITY AGAIN … WE WERE GIVEN ONE OF OUR MOST PRECIOUS GIFTS:   LIVING IN THE PEACEFUL AND COMFORTABLE TIMES, CREATED FOR US BY THE “GREATEST GENERATION!”

….OK if crawling under school desks for nuclear attack drills, the Cold War is peaceful and comfortable…..but the cars and the music were keen!

Until next time…

 

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My Grade School Class Photos


Somehow, I have managed to save all of my class photos we used to get each year beginning in kindergarten through the eighth grade. I went Williams and then Yukon Intermediate. I posted these on Facebook a few weeks ago, and received quite a few comments and valuable information regarding classmates I have long since forgotten.

I know most of you were not in my classes or did not even go to the same schools, but some of you were, at least in some. Even if we did not go to the same grade schools, I thought you may find it interesting to see what some of our LHS Class 1963 classmates looked like as little kids.

I chose to post them here as well, since most of you do not appear to be on Facebook. If I have mangled the spelling of anyone’s name or misidentified someone, please email me the corrections. If you see someone you know, and I did not identify them, please let me know that as well. For those who have seen them on Facebook, I have included corrections and new information regarding the names.

For those of you who have class photos from your grade school, and would like to share them here, you can email them to me at donstouder@ca.rr.com.

Here is the link to the Flickr Album.

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Until next time…

 

The Passing of Classmate, Dennis Parker


For those of you who were not able to make it to our 55th class reunion at Jerry and Beverly Charles’ home, you missed a wonderful time.

However, sadly I heard there that our classmate, Dennis Parker had passed away on August 6th. I had missed the more timely posts on Facebook.

You can read more about Dennis at the link below.

Dennis Parker’s Obituary

Stay tuned for photos from the reunion, for those who have not already seen them on Facebook.

Until next time…

Different Way to Remember The Way We Were


We have all seen many of those nostalgic slideshows that remind us of the good old days when things were simpler. Bill Moak, a LHS classmate, posted this on Facebook. It takes us back to those days in a somewhat different manner.

Post a comment and us know what you thought. Did it bring back fond memories?

Looking forward to seeing those of you  joining us for our 55-Year Reunion on September 15th.

Until next time.