Category Archives: Stories of my life

I am now fully vaccinated!!!

Posted on March 29, 2021 by pouringmyartout

Now, you may be wondering what that photo could possibly have to do with a vaccine, and I will get to that. But the reason I have already gotten my two doses is that I am a private security officer, … Continue reading →

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Droning on… part 3…

Posted on March 23, 2021 by pouringmyartout

Okay, here it is, the final part of my first drone flight, the Christmas before last, with my first drone… the cheap one… with Jason, my son-in-law helping me. Notice I am still wearing the one-piece plaid Christmas jammies I … Continue reading →

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Pouring My Art Out presents: In the presence of presents… part 1…

Posted on February 14, 2021 by pouringmyartout

I am ready to begin unveiling the epic saga of my Christmas presents received at that late-Christmas visit to the Bay Area. Those are a set of wood-carving chisels and a special carving hammer I got from my younger daughter … Continue reading →

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Saving Christmas; part 3…

Posted on January 21, 2021 by pouringmyartout

We managed to pull off our traditional Christmas dinner, after all the quarantining and testing and what not. Did I mention that I drove my mother-in-law’s RV to the Bay Area in a convoy with my wife, younger daughter and … Continue reading →

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Saving democracy… part 1…

Posted on January 20, 2021 by pouringmyartout

My 97-year-old mother, with Joe Biden. Because we had a late Christmas, we decided we should have a late New Years also. It was all planned by my older daughter Jessica. We did it during the inauguration. It was more … Continue reading →

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Saving Christmas; part 2…

Posted on January 19, 2021 by pouringmyartout

We finally had our Christmas yesterday! Thanks, covid. But I would like to fill you in on what I did to try to save a part of Christmas for my wife, back when the rest of you were having your … Continue reading →

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More random photos from my long drive in a motor home to socially-distant visit my 97-year-old-mom in the San Francisco Bay Area, so we can wrap this thing up…

Posted on November 4, 2020 by pouringmyartout

A turkey taking a walk. A weird squirrel I met in the Berkeley Rose garden… what does he have in his mouth? It looks like the stuffing from a plush animal doll. Is he building a nest? Is he a … Continue reading →

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Not just any…

Posted on October 25, 2020 by pouringmyartout

A father and his son, walking together. They enjoy each other’s company, the father giving lessons about nature without being too obvious that he is teaching anything at all. Sometimes no word are exchanged, and the moment is enough. The … Continue reading →

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Some perks of driving 500 miles in a motor home to visit my 97-year-old mother at the house in the Bay Area where I grew up, in a socially-distant, responsible manner… I mean the visit, not me when I was growing up, I was perhaps socially-distant, but no way was I ever responsible…

Posted on October 23, 2020 by pouringmyartout

So I borrowed my mother-in-law’s motor home to visit my mom. Is that weird? Also, is it weird that for a 60-year-old guy my legs are still so sexy? First perk; Dew-speckled roses in the morning. Sorry, I know you … Continue reading →

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The garden where I played as a child…

Posted on October 21, 2020 by pouringmyartout

The old plum tree on the top level of our backyard. Every year, mom would say “don’t eat too many plums” and every year at least two of us, my three brothers and I, would get tummy aches… or worse. … Continue reading →

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