FROM THE ARCHIVES: Portobello Market, 2009
After the Flood: Sanford, MI (August 2020)
Paul Pomerantz in the Alps, Sometime in the Mid-1940s
My grandfather, Paul Pomerantz, would have been 100 years old today. He passed away in early 2010, just shy of his 92nd birthday. My grandmother found this picture a few years ago. It stars him in his Army uniform and trench coat, some middle-aged Alpine man in what appears to be lederhosen, and the Alps rising in the background. I’m assuming this was sometime in 1943 or 1944, which would put Paul in his mid-twenties. To the best of my knowledge, he served at the rank of Lieutenant.
I wish I’d had the opportunity to ask him about this picture when he was still around. Does he remember the name of his friend in the lederhosen? Did he have a dog tethered to him, sitting outside the frame? Where exactly was this – Austria? Northern Italy? Southeastern France? Switzerland? At what point in the war was he even in the Alps? I don’t recall hearing a vignette like this mixed in with his war stories. I need to re-listen to what I did record a few years before he passed away. For now, though, take this as a tribute to a hell of a guy on the centennial of his birth.
On the outside chance that this post does somehow find the eyes of anyone who knows something that I don’t about that picture, please get in touch with me. Falls man kennen mehr Informationen über das Bild (besonders mit dem Mann, der steht Rechts im Bild, oder der Standort des Bildes), bitte rufen Sie mich an, oder schicken Sie ein Nachricht bei Email/Sozialen Medien. [Thanks to Mimi Thomas for the translation.]
Your Sunday Tortoise
I’m way behind on work and I don’t have all the resources I need for my latest re-photography post (Columbus, OH edition), so here’s a photo I took of a giant tortoise a few weeks ago. He made an appearance outside of my GEO 101 classroom, so I delayed the start of class for the hordes of my students wanted to join me and going to take a look. I forgot his name, but he was grappling pretty hard at the sides of that wheelbarrow. The RA who worked for his owner had to keep interrupting herself to make sure he didn’t climb his way out of it. I’m hardly an expert in biogeography, but I do know enough to say that turtles and tortoises are the greatest.
Hope everyone is making it through their fall semester. Talk soon.
Lindy Morrison owning.