people important to Neil

this is a Dec 1943 drawing of my Dad, done just before shipping out to Europe by one of the artists in his battalion. He had just turned 29 and had just met my Mom on a blind date. I just found this pic recently in his papers - I had never seen it before

my good friend Art Professor (ret) Tony Miraglia (UMass Dartmouth), at Paestrum, Italy Nov 2015 when Renée and I accompanied him on an art, history and archaeology tour

the late Paul O Schwartz, my mechanical drawing teacher in high school. POS was disabled from a B-24 crash in WWII. He was the plane’s navigator

my current Pastor - Charlie Evans. Thirty years younger than me and yet wiser than me in so many ways. Love this guy!

Sketches by Neil

I do not entertain any delusions that I can draw. But I wish I could. And I did take 4 years of mechanical drawing when I was young - I love drawing! Here are sketches I have made of places I have been to, and a few other concepts. What I think, is that the eye “sees” and the mind “captures” it. I like what my eye sees and then I try to draw it. I like that others do this so well, and that is art! Some people are brilliant photographers, painters, sculptors etc. These days I enjoy drawing what I see, not pretending that it is good; just realizing that it is fun to draw what you see.

Masada fortress, Dead Sea, Israel. Nov 1997. An incredible ruin, where I lost my wallet and found fragments of Roman glass too.

Caesarea Philipi in N. Israel, 1997. Where Jesus asked Peter, “Who do you say that I am?” Into the wall were (and still are) little niches, that had Roman god-statues and figurines (i.e. Pan) in them - a suitable backdrop for Jesus’ inquiry as to who people were saying that He was…

The Dome of the Winds, on the Temple Mount in Jerusalem. Nov. 1997. About 50 yards north of the Dome of the Rock, and marks the place where Islamic tradition says the holy of holies of Herod’s Temple was located. I thought it ironic that on the day I was there, a guy was sitting under the Dome of the Winds, casually smoking a cigarette

June 1970. On the Burling Tract, in McLean Virginia, lay the ruin of a hand-dug and spring fed swimming pool. Superlawyer Edward Burling dug the little pool and built his cabin on this land, a refuge from the heat and frenzy of Washington DC and his law firm Covington Burling, until his death in 1966—three years before I walked his land. Many famous and powerful people had joined him there on many Sunday afternoons. When I got there the tract was a deserted beauty, on the banks of the Potomac; the cabin burned, the pool just a shell but filled with spring water still

Pritchard Hall “Pit” 1971 and ‘72. The stone-floored plaza between the wings of Pritchard Hall at VIrginia Tech. It was here about 15 new Christians celebrated communion together early one Saturday morning, spring 1972. We had no official communion bread or wine. All we had was a few Twinkies and a bottle of Coke. But the sacrament was real.

What I imagine Columbia Pile might have looked like in 1862 - the road where I grew up in Annandale VA. See my story “A Ghost in August” on the Publications page.

the Humoldthain Flaktower in Berlin, one of the very few remaining WWII Nazi structures. A modern art platform now. I was there with son-in-law Aaron in June 2013.

“Wingmen” - how I see my friend Sandy and I; partners in ministry and good friends for many years (also we are both aircraft enthusiasts - his Mom was a WWII pilot!)

Main entrance to Buchenwald Concentration Camp, Weimar, Germany. Daughter Jocelyn and I visited here in June 2013. My Dad was here on liberation day and the day after, April 1945

Remains of Russell’s Garrison, S. Dartmouth, Massachusetts. A fortified home, one of six in the area, during King Phillip’s War (1675-76) into which colonists barricaded themselves for protection during the Native-American attack on Dartmouth (July 8 1675). About 1,000 colonists were killed in southern New England.

Little Round Top, Gettysburg, PA. Daughter Jocelyn and Sandy and I were walked up it in 2000.

Iron Ore Freighter, Allouez Ore Docks, Superior, Wisconsin Nov. 1959, with my Dad. I was 7 and terrified at the huge boat. Might have been the Edmund Fitzgerald which typically received ore there before heading to destinations east… Until Nov 10 1975 (nine years to the day before daughter Susanna was born!)

remnant of a Roman wall in northern Spain. Would love to know what that bricked up gate was? Many of these all over Spain. June 2018

Cathedral begun in 1221 in Burgos, Spain June 2018

Ruin of San Pedro (St Peter) Church in Viara, Navarra N. Spain. Early 1200s

The gazebo at The Glen where I have enjoyed leading a small weekly Bible study for that community for two years. We have studied Joshua, Judges, Daniel, First Thessalonians and Colossians so far

The Holocaust Museum in Berlin, on the grounds of the former villa of Joseph Goebbels. June 2013. An incredible place.

PICTURES THAT I LIKE (or love)

These are a few of my favorite pictures - that I or someone else (long ago) have taken…

For years, during our candlelight Christmas Eve (and a few years, Christmas Eve-Eve) service, I would recruit a bunch of men to sing a Christmas song together to open the service of carols, readings and a short message. This year we did “Snoopy’s Christmas.” It was not a classic Christmas carol but the men do not look bored do they?