Notes: Getting ready for the wedding, put together a little inspiration set of some cool old formal photos with plans to do this but everything got a little hectic afterwards so we didn’t get a chance… We still will one of these days, maybe even with the baby in tow… I always go for a chance to dress up in something interesting for photo fun times :)
By the way, we visited grandpa’s grave today – he died in 1972 at 49 years old so assuming married in his early 20s, this was right at the end of World War II… I’ll take another look and see if I can get an exact year as I’m figuring out his bio.
My pal KK made a photo /ephemera collage (which he does from time to time) and is a form we both dig. To share with you – and make sure doesn’t get disappeared in some folder somewhere – sharing here for goodness at shares extra artifacts from DRO420, our wedding and his trip around Japan making pals in April 2019.
This is really and artifact of an artifact – a screenshot of a now long deprecated and lost twitter to a former handle – regardless this was worlds colliding for brother Bob and i – as it goes, i had lent a hand getting this US Navy-related account rolling on Hootsuite and mentioned Bob’s service (think he was deployed in combat zone at the time) and they chimed-in to give a special thanks.
When i excitedly told then Lt. (now Commander) of the mention, he was confused and didn’t really get the significance (and really what is the significance, really?) but years later, it is a moment we can share fondly, maybe. Just glad he came away from war-zones safely.
Update: now archived thusly with date stamp and more context
@daveohoots Thanks for your comments and for your brother’s service!
I spent an afternoon with a remarkably interesting new friend who *lives* in Kyoto but rambles widely.
Please meet Ted Taylor – raconteur, mountain guide, writer, renegade, global rambler etc. etc.￼
Topics included: * drive-away cars * Grateful Dead shows * Punk rock fanzines / Gilman st SF * Various locations in Tottori / Kyushu & ohenrosan dori in Shikoku * Lafcadio Hearn’s great great grandson playing piano * poets including: Gary Synder, Nanao Sakaki, Kenneth Rexroth * macro demographic changes in Japan * visa run options * shipping containers * south of France / German rheinphlatz * Smoke Blanchard / Uchida Bob * Singapore lady & drs * coffee in Japan (then & now), craft beers, wagyu beef burgers, tacos * riding the ‘Hound & ‘Trak * life in Kyoto / inland sea islands to explore / villages / not-Tokyo-Japan * others things to be recalled at some point… this was all in a short afternoon in which we rode streetcars
Changing topics from Nagasaki to Olympics to… Dad. Well he’s gone 6 years today.
On my mind so much as now i am bound to be a Dad in June.
His last weeks are hard to reflect upon. Not just the heart hurting but all the toll it took just living through the process on someone dying. The physical and emotional strain was well… a lot. Cancer, ugh. Have we not raised enough money, enough research, enough science yet? Learned on Christmas Day, was gone before Valentine’s Day.
Here’s a snap of us January 26, 2014. He looks rough but so positive and strong during the stretch run – He was fun and kind. So much respect. Thanks to all of you who supported us with kind words during that time. (Also, a thumbs-down to those who decided his funeral was a good time to give me grief, you are lame).
Peace to you and your kin. Good health for all. Boo cancer, yeah fun times.
++ My brother James adds:
My brother Dave Olson expresses so many sentiments on the anniversary of my dad’s passing (6 years+1 day) so well that I figured that I would just share what he said and add a thought …
A THOUGHT: As his ever-wise fourth son, it was easy to find “flaws” in my dad, as it was to pick out things he was really great at as a dad and good human. As a dad now, not repeating some of those flaws is actually pretty easy but replicating the great stuff is actually really hard.
I am a way grouchier presence in the house than he was (ask my poor kids!); his optimism pertaining to people and things was most often beyond commendable (he saw good and potential way more clearly than I can); he didn’t always need people to rush, rush, rush (“Hurry up!” seems to be my favourite refrain); and the list goes on.
I take solace in knowing that he evolved into many of those qualities and ways of being and I have some time.
In preparing to enjoy Christmas 2019, i raided the archive of scanned slides which dear Mother diligently created (fortunately before her untimely passing) for a few to share with brothers.
In particular, brother James’ kids who received monogrammed robes from Ryoko and I for gifts, and also participated in various plays telling Christmas-related stories – both similar to these offerings.
Best thanks to the assortment of Global Free Radicals who contributed music via video for Creepers and Chums. This playlist contains all of them with the addition of “pre-roll” and “post-roll” artifacts collected from various place, simply to amuse and surprise without context.
Wishing safe and happy travels to all day international diplomatic renegades who are bringing their beautiful energy to this pleasant corner of Japan.
Also, sending my very finest thanks for all the good wishes coming in from so many wonderful people throughout my life. So grateful you have stuck with me through these turbulent years and are able to witness this life reinvention from wherever you abide.
So much more to say, but the to do list still has many small but important details and my delicate body needs rest to recoil some energy for the next several days of festivities and showing off my new hometown to miraculous pals.
In the meanwhile, note that every smoke signal is most welcome, well noted and will be reciprocated in due course.
Yours very fondly and fortunately, daveo/UW
Poster by Joanna / Gamamo Creative PS She is seeking her next gig. #HireHer#Tip#DRO420