15 - Memorable

“What I like about photographs is that they capture a moment that’s gone forever, impossible to reproduce.” ~ Karl Lagerfeld  (To learn more about Karl Lagerfeld, please click on his name.  He is a fashion designer most notably a head designer and creative director for Chanel).

This week's theme is a twist on the word "memorial" because of the holiday weekend coming up.  Everyone was invited to share a photo or two of something that is "memorable".  The quote above says it all...  Happy Memorial Day to all!  Enjoy!

1970 - Beaches Aquatics Club - Mary Kay Clemens Mathis, Robin Anderson, Cathy Clay, Becky Morton Cooper.  Danny Clay and Renee Anderson on the left side of the photograph.  Our 8 & Under relay team was unbeatable back then.  Forty years ago, it was hard to find 4 little girls who could all swim the length of the pool!!!  Photograph courtesy of Robin Anderson

1979 - Elsie Anderson, Penny Roseborough, and Yvonne Martin.  I have no idea where Mrs. Martin is today.  I sure miss all three of these ladies!  Photograph courtesy of Robin Anderson

2002 - My sister is going to kill me!  I call this "Man Hands".  These are the little things that all portrait photographers hope to avoid.  In reality, the hand on her husband's knee is not hers!  The one on his should is hers.  Photograph courtesy of Robin Anderson

1960ish - My Dad on the bulkhead in front of our house on the ocean in Atlantic Beach.  Photograph courtesy of Robin Anderson

This is one of my all time favorite pictures.  It's my dad, my two boys (in white) and my newphew, who's 4 days older than my oldest son.  My nephew and my oldest son just turned 19, where does the time go?  Photograph courtesy of Laney Griffin Robinson

The Blue Angels during the Jacksonville air show.  This is a memorable experience for anyone who has had the privilege of seeing them perform.  I took this photo from the boat on the St. Johns River.  This was a very memorable time for me and my wife, as it was the last time her father, who was a pilot, ever enjoyed the boat or the overhead performance.  God Bless, Byron Fox.  Photograph by Steve Alvarez

The young man in this picture has just scored a golden goal to win the district championship against his biggest rival.  This is truly a memorable moment for him.  Few of us ever have a chance to experience this type of thrill!!! This was a difficult feat, as he had been sick all day and the coach had told him to play as much as he could.  He substituted himself, never playing more than about 10 min. at a time. The difficulty this presented me as the photographer was to KEEP SHOOTING, and not get caught up in the moment.  Photograph by Steve Alvarez

Dad, on my sister Carla's wedding day at the Casa Marina Hotel 1984.  Photograph courtesy of Gary Crumley

 My mom & dad on their wedding day 1948.  I was born ten years later.  Photograph courtesy of Gary Crumley

Look at that hair!  Only time I ever got a perm!  My girlfriend talked me into it. In front of the Casa Marina Hotel, my sister Carla's wedding. Mid 1980s.  Photograph courtesy of Gary Crumley

The Jax Beach Boardwalk.  The old bathhouse still stands. Now an office bldg.  I worked at the boardwalk under the roller rink running the Playland arcade 1974.  Photograph courtesy of Gary Crumley

It was springtime; April of 1963. My sister; Carla turning three, and my brother Kevin (18 months old) helping himself to the cake as I turn five; in a little place called Beaver Falls, Pennsylvania. We had just moved from where we were born in Toledo, Ohio.
There were three days between Carla and myself; so Mom would have two cakes and one birthday party. She's holding my brother up from behind in a little carport where we kept the picnic table.
Photograph by my father, Dick Crumley.

Me holding my sister Carla's son Austin at about 18 months. The resemblance to Kevin in the previous photo is striking.  I still have that old Bugle Boy shirt too. Maybe 1992.  Photograph courtesy of Gary Crumley

Five Generations. Now there is only four.  Lost my grandmother.  Photograph courtesy of Sheila Harris

Christmas at the beach. My little sister, me and my sweet late brother, Rocky.  Photograph courtesy of Sheila Harris

Easter at the beach in 1964, me, my sweet brother and sister and my Daddy, whom I miss so much.   Photograph courtesy of Sheila Harris

1966, me, Rocky and Jeannie.  Photograph courtesy of Sheila Harris

Easter 1965 - me with my mom on our back lawn at our beachfront house in Atlantic Beach, Florida. Photograph courtesy of my god-mother, Barbara Wood.

1983 - This is the end of an amazing experience.  I was as thick as thieves with these four guys in Boot Camp, and I have never seen any of them again.  Photograph courtesy of Dan MacKillop

In 1976 my older sister died suddenly of a rare cerebral aneurysm before her 14th birthday.  It was devastating to my family, and traumatic to me and my younger sister.  She is always loved and never forgotten.  Even more touching is that her birthday is always around Memorial Day!  RIP Judy.  Photograph courtesy of Grace Dorado-Foster