|Welcome to gordonwolford.com, the website of me, Gordon L. Wolford, formerly of the Dayton, Ohio area and my wife, Sandra R. Merrikin, formerly of the Williamsburg, Ontario area. Having married a Canadian, my home is now in eastern Ontario, Canada.
This site reflects our current interests and activities, mainly digital photography for me and crafts for Sandra, and is the vehicle we use to visually convey this part of our lives to family and friends who are long distance from us and would otherwise know little about the things presented here.
For computer activities (in case you've ever seen it and been curious), Sandra and I have used the screen name merriwolf, a contraction of our surnames Merrikin-Wolford, which represents us as a married couple. So if you ever see it in email or while surfing the internet, chances are it is one of us.
The primary page of this site is the News (blog) page where I record the highlights of my life (Sandra maintains her own blog here).
Next most important is the Photos page where I post links to galleries of digitized and digital photographs, past and present, that are of a personal nature and I feel will interest visitors to the site. This page also contains links to galleries of digital 'art' conversions made from techniques I've developed in Photoshop and applied to some of my photographs.
In addition to this site's Photos page, I post photography of a general nature in galleries on PBase.com and here as well. These are where I post the photography I shoot purely for the sake of photography itself and of my travels.
Then come the special interest pages where you can see a small sampling of the graphic design and commercial photography Work I did before retiring, photos of Sandra's Crafts, and lastly, Links to some of my favorite internet sites.
So, there you have it. Feel free to browse around. Links to get you started are on the left in the sidebar. And if you see something about the site that should be added, changed, or deleted, please tell me about it by clicking
Also, if you don't know Sandra or me that well and would like to know some of our personal history, read on...
I was born in Cincinnati, Ohio, USA in 1946, within sight of the Mason-Dixon Line which is appropriate since my father was a Yankee from Ohio and my mother a Southern Belle from North Carolina, USA.
They met and married during World War II while my father, a lieutenant in the US Army, was stationed in Wilmington, North Carolina before being shipped over to France. My older sister was born 9 months to the day after their wedding in 1944. I was born 9 months to the day after my father's return from the war. Hmmm...
So, as it turned out, the age difference between my older sister and me is 22 months and 9 days. By a stroke of nearly unbelievable coincidence or extremely meticulous family planning, 22 months and 9 days is also the age difference between my younger sister and myself. Therefore, when I say I'm the middle child, I mean exactly the middle, to the day. What are the odds?
When I was 6 months old, we moved from Cincinnati to a small town a few miles north of Dayton, Ohio and this is where I grew up, along with my two sisters, until graduating from high school in 1965.
My father, a self-employed commercial artist, graphic designer, and photographer (not to mention a chess player of some repute), first introduced me to the graphic arts in 1950 when I was 4 years old and got curious one evening to see what he was doing in his photographic darkroom. Not one to waste a pair of idle hands, even those of such a tender and inexperienced age (I mean, I couldn't even read or write yet at that point), my father put me to work that night developing photos after he exposed them at the enlarger. I will never forget the magic of the moment I saw my first photographic image appearing in the developer tray. I was immediately hooked. The next day when my father found me trying to develop my own 'photo' using a piece of plain paper in a tray of water (I might have completed my first photographic job but I didn't understand the process yet) he made me a pinhole camera and cut up some photographic paper for me to use and so began my long education in all areas of the graphic arts.
At age twelve I also developed an interest in electronics and with the help of my father and his brother, an amateur radio operator, I had my own amateur radio license by the time I was fifteen and a commercial license by nineteen.
My secondary education consists of formal training in electronics and the graphic arts, although the minimum required in both cases to obtain a piece of paper because the vast majority of my education came from my father who always felt he taught me more while I was growing up than most people learn in five years of college. My experience since then has done little to refute this.
Thus began my split career of sometimes graphic artist and photographer, sometimes electronics technician and engineer, draftsman, printed circuit designer, manager, and businessman, while dabbling the whole time with my third love, writing.
During my early working years I was very fortunate as well to be taken under the wing of a co-worker who also taught at the local art institute. He became my mentor and not only further contributed to my education in graphic art but also taught me an appreciation of fine art and industrial design. He is, I'm happy to say, still part of my life even though my father who I also regarded as a mentor has passed on, as has my mother.
Somewhere along in my twenty-somethings I married and had two of the greatest kids a father could have (both of whom having made me a grandfather of seven and counting). I kept my kids but not their mother and thus my love life began a tumultuous period that lasted until I met Sandra while traveling in 1987 and since our marriage in 1990 things have come up nothing but roses.
so, after 65 years of life I find myself retired from providing graphic
art services for high tech clients which had kept me involved in two of
the three primary interests of my life - graphics and electronics - and
now shoot digital photography purely for the fun of it.
in Morrisburg, Ontario, Canada in 1948, I was supposed to be a boy so
there was no girl’s name picked out for me. My parents decided on Ethel
Rose which my 4 year old sister Betty didn’t like. Instead she
suggested Sandra Rose (ed. note: Thanks, Betty) as
she had liked our neighbour’s daughter’s name Sylvia Sandra when she
was born two years before me. So, I became Sandra Rose. My sister was
also quite disappointed in me as she had been told she would have
someone to play with.