The image is from my latest finds. I cannot tell you if the picture is labeled music observatory or conservatory. I am assuming the writing reads music conservatory, Pasenda College. But I am not 100%.
The date is hard to read too. The original owner of the photograph wrote in pencil. So, the date either reads 1940 or 1946. Even though I did look up the information, I cannot find an exact match to the photo. If anyone knows, the history behind the photograph, please contact me. I am curious as usual.
After searching through my latest purchase, I was disappointed not to find a photo or negative of the bride and groom. There are other photos is the group that may be part of the wedding party. But they do not have labels. I can only guess.
I did come across one more photo from the Napa Church. The photo is labeled Rev. and Mrs. Johnson-1952.
A box full of old negatives and photographs is a treasure trove for me. I just love looking through each image. I wonder how people lived. Were they happy? Did they have children? How were they employed? I realize I will probably never know their stores. But I still like to imagine how they lived.
In this set, I found some clues. There were both negatives and the photos had labels.
The main photo is labeled Napa Church.
The next clue from outside the church is a photo with the label Mrs. Morgan-1952
I think the little boy in the bottom right corner is fascinated about the whole wedding experience.
Next photo has the label, Mr. and Mrs. McLeod…Mr. Webb-1952.
I am hoping I will find more photos related to this particular day. The church is beautiful. Even with my research, I still cannot find if the church is still around today or not.
Working on photos provides me with a glimpse of the past. I am able to see a point in time. I love everyday photos from average people who may be on vacation or just out for the day. I absolutely love this old boat. The details from the photo read, “Erie Canal, near Rochester, NY, 1960″. So if anyone has any further information. I would love to hear from you.
I wish I knew more about the wooden barge. I am assuming the boat took passengers down the Erie Canal for tours. After research, I found day tripping is extremely popular around the area. (Yes, that’s now on my bucket list). I found a couple books with images from the past that I may need to add to my collection. But until then, I will just admire the photo.
I keep slowly working through my box of negatives. Despite my research, I cannot tell what type of plane is in this photo. For me the photo contains little information, I am sure other people with aircraft knowledge can immediately identify the plane. The signs in the background are basic: “scrap container”, “keep this area clear”, etc. So, I could not gather any further clues.
If I were to guess, I would say the gentleman in the photo is an investor, banker, or even the owner of the plane.
Feel free to search my other old transportation photos, just view my website.
“A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.”
― Charles Darwin The Life & Letters of Charles Darwin
I love working with old photos. I am always picking up negatives or slides from estate sales, eBay or local garage sales. Knowing my passion, friends and family members bring me boxes of old photos. Turning an unknown photo into a digital print is my own personal way to time travel. I get a small glimpse into the everyday lives of the average person.
Titling this photo, “Checking Time” I wish I knew their story. I would like to think one of these gentlemen are about to get married. The other three are showing him the time until he is considered a married man. I obviously have no idea about the photo. I wish I did. The negative from the print was in the same batch as some wedding photos.
Who knows? Maybe someday, a person out there in cyber-land will identify one photo.
Today, November 15, 2016, is I Love to Write Day. What can I say, words fascinate me. I could spend hours writing. When I am not writing, I am usually reading, taking photos or creating stories in my mind. I use my photography to capture moments in time. Often a simple photo leads to inspiration for an entire night of writing.
My first dabble in writing came from a simple outdated journal. My parents use to attend auctions where second hands goods and other oddities where available. They brought home a box with various items including an outdated calendar journal. The dates were two years old.
I carefully crossed out each day to make the year correct. I entered daily notes. The kind only an eleven-year-old in the late 70’s would find fascinating. Seeing a deer across the road, painting rocks with old fingernail polish than throwing them into the pond, playing hide and seek with my cousins, or riding a skateboard down the “large” hill. Reading the entries always make me smile and nostalgic.
The old outdated journal became my first source of a lifelong love of writing. I left my writing for a while to pursue a business career. After some time, loss of job, and reorganization of my priorities, I am slowly returning to my true love, my calling. The more I write, the more I realize who I am.
Never consider an old outdated journal or other “junk” items as a waste of money, for a child, the inspiration may be the root of a lifelong pursuit.
The month of March is dedicated to women in history. I am thankful for all the women who have come before me to provide the rights that I have today. From Amelia Earhart to the women of the suffrage movement, I could go into great detail about the women I admire. But I like to share photos of women, I have come across through a variety of sources. Some of the women are related to me, others I have just found while sifting through stacks of old negatives. These are just everyday women who I believe deserve recognition. I wish I knew more of their stories.
These are just everyday women—–mothers, daughters, sisters and friends who I believe deserve recognition. For the ones I never met, I wish I knew more of their stories.
Today, December 8, 2015, is “Pretend to Be a Time Traveler Day”. Who has not thought about living in a different time, either past or future? I think, this is why I love old photos so much. I get a glimpse of time forgotten. Times not recorded in history books. Just everyday life being experienced by everyday people.
So if you had a chance to time travel, where would you go?