Rick Shory

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Papa’s trip to Europe

Papa, brother, and me at one of the now unguarded borders

Papa, brother, and me at one of the now unguarded borders

April 24 to May 10, 1995

Papa went to Europe in 1995,
to retrace his steps from World War II.
I went along to help out.

Landed in Scotland,
stationed in England,
crossed to France.

Captured in Belgium,
prison camp in Germany.

Fifty years older,
he said it was harder this time
than at nineteen!

Me and brothers in Paris fulfilling all of Europe's worst stereotypes about Americans

Me (L) and brothers in Paris fulfilling all of Europe’s worst stereotypes about Americans

 

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Bat survey

Rapelling down old mineshafts with radio-tracking gear.

Panamint Valley, Mojave Desert, California, spring 1995.

Looking for where the radio-tagged bats have flown off to.

In rapelling gear with miner's hard hat, at top of mine shaft

“This rope anchored good?”

backing down ladder into mine shaft

“You SURE?”