200701.23

As one is probably aware, this page was set up to make general announcements for a small, known ;-) Terminus (-; community.

Unfortunately, this is not working out because it would appear this is turning into more of an obituary page, than an alert page.

From an obituary point of view, some are aware there are missed 'friends and acquaintances' who have not been placed here.

The reason for this is because I miss them and assume some form of denial is 'at hand'.

In due process, this page will be corrected, upgraded, and a section of 'Memories Photographs.' will be added.

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In Memory of George

Image Source: http://www.sfgate.com/c/pictures/2006/05/01/ba_hall_obit.jpg
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2006/05/01/BAG4AIIDOR1.DTL

George Hall - pioneering photographer of jet planes
Peter Fimrite, Chronicle Staff Writer
Monday, May 1, 2006

A memorial service will be held Saturday for George Hall, a pioneer of jet and military aircraft photography whose photos appear in dozens of books and calendars.

Mr. Hall, whose legend was such that he became a kind of guru among aircraft photographers, died April 20 following heart bypass surgery at Marin General Hospital. He was 65.

A native of Gary, Ind., he moved to the Bay Area to attend Stanford University, where he earned a bachelor's degree in history in 1963.

He joined the Army after college during the height of the Vietnam War, rising to the rank of first lieutenant and specializing in military intelligence. He received a Purple Heart after being injured in a helicopter crash in Vietnam.

Mr. Hall bought his first camera while recovering from his crash injury in the Philippines, where he began cultivating what would become a lifelong passion.

After he was discharged in 1969, he married Joanne Parrilli, who would later become a state judge on the First District Court of Appeal in San Francisco, but their marriage lasted only five years.

Mr. Hall received a master's degree in urban planning from UC Berkeley and worked briefly in that field, taking aerial photos from helicopters. He quickly realized that he hated the urban planning work, but loved taking photographs, according to his widow, Nicky Wolf.

He became a photographer full time, at first specializing in arty photographs taken from blimps. His photos were published in 1977 in "The Blimp Book," a series of photographs taken from the Goodyear Blimp. Some of the photos were exhibited in the Smithsonian Institution, Wolf said.

He eventually began specializing in military aircraft, and in the process pioneered techniques for photographing jet planes in midflight. He published about two dozen books and calendars with action photographs of combat and supersonic airplanes.

Among the books are "Cv: Carrier Aviation," with aircraft photos and essays, "Top Gun," an account of the Navy's tactical fighter training school, and "Strike: U.S. Naval Strike Warfare Center."

He had just finished a tribute to the F-14 called "Grumman F-14 Tomcat: Bye, Bye Baby ... !,'' which is scheduled to be published in June.

Besides his work in aviation, Mr. Hall also published two photographic books of firefighters, most notably "Working Fire," in 1982, in which he lived with and photographed members of the San Francisco Fire Department for a year. The other book, published in 1984, was about the New York Fire Department.

Mr. Hall, who had been living in San Francisco, married Wolf in 1990 and moved to Tiburon.

Those who worked with Mr. Hall called him ethical and generous. He served as a mentor to dozens of photographers and would share information and lend equipment even to potential competitors.

On April 22, he was scheduled to receive a lifetime achievement award from the International Society of Aviation Photographers, but the ceremony turned into an impromptu memorial.

"George was the foremost aviation photographer in the world, period," said Tom Twomey, a former Naval and current Air Force flight development officer who was a friend of Mr. Hall's for the past 20 years. "Nobody took more photos, wrote more books, was as financially successful as he was."

In addition to his wife, he is survived by sisters H. Lee Anderson from Kennebunk, Maine, and Anne Quinn of New Paltz, N.Y.

The memorial service will be held at 11 a.m. on Saturday at the Richardson Bay Audubon Center, 376 Greenwood Beach Road, in Tiburon.

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In Memory of Rhino

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In Memory of Chester

Photo by Chris Nelson from Chet's Memorial Webcast

The day Chet Helms died was the day they brought old San Francisco down.

There were darkened skies and a storm about to strike. The women cried and danced in the streets while the good old boys were drinkin' whisky and rye down by the dock of the Bay.

The day Chet Helms died Golden Gate Park was filled with mourners all with flowers in their hair. Big Brother played on all seven hills while Janis smiled from the clouds singing you got a piece of my heart.

The day Chet Helms died the police chief and Park and Rec had secret meetings planning to turn the Polo Fields into a golf course and the Getty family drilled for oil in the soccer fields.

The day Chet Helms Died Owsley returned and gave out real LSD and everyone remembered their last ecstatic romance at the Avalon and began to dance that perfect trance dance that merged them with the divine.

The day that Chet Helms died all the brothers and sisters got together to love each other everywhere and Dino shot his guns in the air and Bill Graham tried to charge admission at the gates of rock n' roll heaven, but Emmett Grogan gave him his good Irish boot explaining what a good thing they all had up there and it was all free, while Jerry led him away gracefully.

The day Chet Helms died they tried to bring the hippies down but they all rose as one and they were knock, knock, knockin' on San Francisco's door again chanting "the "whole world's still watchin.' There is an immortality to joy and love and peace,"and they all threw away their ball and chains ready to ride again.

But Chet didn't die

Recently somebody wrote the Chronicle saying Chet had died. So Chet decided to have a wake and a resurrection. He hired a hearse and a coffin and invited 200 people . He was driven up to the Gold Coast Restaurant in the hearse and the pall bearers were Terance Hallinan, Richard Hongisto and Wavy Gravey. The Coffin rolled into the restaurant and was opened. Chet lay there with flowers and a cellular phone on his chest. The phone rang and he rose to answer it and walked thru the toasting crowd and camera people.- Allen Cohen - Source: http://www.woodstocknation.org/chethelms.htm [click to visit]

In Memory of Sarah