Joel Dinda's photos with the keyword: farmers

Roscar Siminski, Gil Wall, and Hoot Headrick meet the local rice farmers. This photo was taken just a few yards from the concertina wire boundary which separated us from Vietnam.... According to Jim Lovins, we who served in SSDP could be sorted into two groups--the Townies (most of whom drank), and the Heads (few of whom went into town with any regularity). There's some truth to the claim, though it oversimplifies what was actually a rather complicated social arrangement. And Gil Wall wouldn't fit into such a breakdown; unlike most of us, he avoided everything mind-altering. FWIW, Jim was a Townie; I was a Head. Mostly, though, we were just two guys running teletypes in a hostile environment. Now we're older guys with heart problems who occasionally trade emails. Even we Heads sometimes had native encounters. This was one. It's one of my favorite Vietnam pix. Pleiku, Republic of Vietnam, 1971.

That red dirt--if you spent time in Pleiku, you took some of that dirt home with you. It got into everything . Pleiku, Republic of Vietnam, 1971.

Pleiku, Republic of Vietnam, 1971. A different crop of yesterday's photo . I'm reasonably sure I like the other better, but this one's a better thumbnail.... And quite possibly a better picture.

Montegnard rice farmers, outside the Pleiku military complex. Republic of Vietnam, 1971. Cropped differently .

Everything a downtown needs, I suppose. Main Street, downtown Mulliken, Michigan. Another view of Farmer's Steakhouse , next door to the the Township Hall and Fire Station; then the Masonic Temple across the sidestreet from the fire barn. Beyond the Masons is Mulliken's downtown park; the building in the distance is the park pavilion. The same fire that did in the Mulliken Library destroyed the Fire Station (they shared the building). That's an embarrassing way to get a new fire building, but the new one certainly looks better than its predecessor, and appears to be far more functional. The Masonic Temple is apparently one of the buildings which moved from Hoytville in 1888. Friends tell me it used to be an attractive building, but they covered everything with siding a couple decades back. Now it's just a big white box. It seems to be my day to complain about featureless siding ....