Showing posts with label Humane. Show all posts
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Saturday, May 24, 2008

Musk



Here are two portraits using auto and tropical looking foliage as props and backdrops. One is my great uncle Will Tyson solo and the other is Anna’s great great Jones uncles.

The Jones men and James man lived in the Alpharetta- Cumming-Milton area. Will Tyson lived in the Woodstock area. Did they go to the same portrait studio?

Will married in 1926 and I don’t have all the marriage dates of the Jones men (L. James was their first cousin), but two of them married in 1906.

Were these prop-cars were available by or before 1906?

I wonder if they were all single when the two pictures were made. They might have wanted the image of being modern single playboys on the prowl.

This reminds me of my little red 2 seat Mark II Triumph I bought in 1965 when I got out of the Navy; sort of like a male peacock spreading his feathers.

Friday, March 09, 2007

Goodness Is Bad For The Neighborhood


Every time I drive by this house I always look at it as good as I can while whizzing by. A day or two ago while riding my bike I stopped in front of the house and looked as long as I wanted and even took a picture (it will last longer).

A couple of years ago there was an article in the paper about the house. The house is a haven for the homeless and drifters. The owner inherited a few millions dollars and the house. He opened the doors for anybody who has no place to go.

He has a heart of gold.

I remember the article said it has a large number of bedrooms, maybe something like 30. And you can tell, if you get close enough, the house has many add-ons.

The house is painted yellow and at night is usually lit up, like a beacon for the homeless.

If this house was in the center of Marietta you would probably hear nothing but good about the man who owns and runs it. The house is not in downtown Marietta. It is out in the rolling hills rural area with expensive upper middle class houses near by. The house is on the edge of a lake. Sharing the lake front property, across the way, are the upper income houses. They are not real happy with the situation and have tried to prevent the man doing good and sharing his wealth.

So far the man is winning. But someday, I think the commissioners or a judge will be bought off and shoo away the man and his establishment. Money talks.