When the Rain Comes...

It's been a couple of days without a violent thunderstorm, so I'll have to go back to to the end of last month when I got on my poncho and went out in a downpour to get a couple of photos around the Trenton NJ Transit station.

Can you ever see a photo like this and not think of Abbey Road?

A Mighty Wind

"Everybody talks about the weather but nobody does anything about it." - Charles Dudley Warner, collaborator with Mark Twain

Civil Air Patrol Major Michael Carter sifts throught the wreckage of two CAP trailers at the Trenton-Mercer Airport rolled over and destroyed by the morning's storms.

Emergency personnel prepare to remove a small aircraft that was blown off its moorings and wedged in a corner leaning against a building and a gate by a storm that swept through the area at the Trenton-Mercer Airport.

Going back earlier in the week, a similar storm wreaked havoc in the Yardville section of Hamilton Township. Uprooting massive, mature trees and dropping them on homes.

Under two hours

I had a physically demanding day, how about you, couch potato? I did a triathlon in the morning, a softball game at noon followed by a tennis match later in the day and I'm still not tired. OK, when I say "did" I mean I kind of watched other people "do". I simply documented. The New Jersey State Triathlon was held at Mercer County Park and consisted of the usual, swim, cycle and run. This one also featured the unusual - Martin Weinapple, 74,of Princeton, New Jersey, finishing the Sprint Division (500m swim, 11.5 mile bike, 5K run) in under two hours. Fine for him, but he's making the rest of us look pretty bad ;)

After midnight

Trenton Police escort youths into the community center at Triumphant Life Community Church in the city's east ward during a joint effort with the mercer County Sheriff's Department to enforce a midnight curfew and get kids off the streets. While inside waiting for an adult guardian to pick them up, a DVD of The Passion of the Christ movie plays on the television.

Just Ducky

Okay. Everybody into the pool! He meant people, not ducks. A resident of The Island section of Trenton, New Jersey called that a paddling of ducklings had taken up residence in her & her husband's pool, so off I went! I've been to similar assignments before where animals refuse to respect the boundaries of human constructs ;)


It's not a fossil. He's swimming underwater.

And here's the photograph that was the most trouble. The little buggers would move to the opposite direction of the slightest movement of a human at poolside so there was no way to get a close-up photo. That's where I proved that I'm smarter than the average bear...or duck, in this case. I clamped my camera to the pool's ladder with a wireless remote switch. It still took the owner and I about five minutes to maneuver them into position where I could get the wide angle close-up photograph I wanted.

Wedding Day

After a month of rainy days, last Saturday, the clouds parted for the union of Ted & Jennifer, but it wasn't the weather that made it a beautiful day, it was the joining of two sweet people, their families and their cultures. Congratulations and mazel tov!

I'm jazzed

In my previous entry, you saw how two nights ago, I "shared the stage" with blues guitarist Chris Duarte and now last night I shared the stage for real, for one song, anyway with world renowned jazz alto saxophonist, Trenton's own Richie Cole. I tried recording the thing on a cheap camcorder but the sound if unusable. Here's the only proof, a video frame grab. Richie very graciously called me up for a blues number (bebop scares me) at his appearance at Bordentown's Record Collector. This night was thirty years in the making since it was about that long ago that Richie played at a picnic I was attending and the word was that musicians could bring their instruments and jam. When I heard all that jazz, I turned around and put my guitar back in the car. He later told me "We could have done blues" and even before The Simpsons came into being, I slapped my forehead and said "Doh!" Now I finally had my second chance and I want to thank Richie Cole and the band for making my dream come true.