Back when Eisenhower was in office I would often look at my parent’s wedding pictures. Probably what I liked most about them is that they were 3D, color slides. Two small rectangles of film mounted on silver cardboard, sandwiched between two pieces of glass and sealed up with red tape around the outside edge. To view them they would be put in a viewer that had a bulb and some lenses to enlarge the image. An interesting novelty, but not as easy to look at pictures as an album is. After a while the box with the slides and the viewer sat in a closet for decades without being opened.

Around the time of my parent’s 50th wedding anniversary I thought that it would be neat to scan the slides, make some prints and maybe even put together an album. I never did. Their anniversary came and went, and the timeliness of the project slipped away along with the gumption to do it.

For the first time in years my mom was in NY for Thanksgiving and she wanted to make dinner for us. After dinner I remembered the wedding pictures. The box came out of the closet. Everything was there and the old viewer still worked. My mom, Ben and I looked at all the pictures. It was great fun looking into the viewer and seeing the past come to life. I also felt horribly guilty. There were pictures that he would have loved to have looked at all the time, if only there had be prints of them.

Black and white photographs have a great ability to convey the essence of a subject, but color can portray a literal, life like image. What is special about these wedding pictures is that they are probably the oldest, and in many cases, the only color pictures of the people and things in them. I thought that the connection to what I saw in the pictures should be shared with everyone else who had these connections. The number of people with strong emotional ties to the people in the pictures are unfortunately shrinking. My generation is probably the last that can look at these pictures and recognize many people that were around as we grew up. I wish I had done this sooner so that I could have shared it with those who are no longer here. I can’t do anything about that now, but I am glad that it is done.

The reason I linked the pictures to this blog is so that it can be shared together via the Comments area. I spent a lot of time looking at these pictures while converting them to digital and cleaning them up. There’s a lot of stories going on in some of those pictures. There are a lot of people I don’t know in those pictures. I’d like to know who the people are and some of the stories.


Marilyn and Bob's Wedding Pictures

Friday, January 5, 2007

I want copies of the pictures!

I know, you can’t download copies of the pictures in the album. That’s not a bad thing anyway, because they’re low resolution files. If you printed out those files, they would be drecky refrigerator art. I’ve got the good stuff: hi res 300 dpi files @ 8” x 8”.

Send me an e-mail (b_rubenstein@att.net) with the files you want (the file name is next to the picture), and I’ll send them out to you. If it’s more than a few pictures, e-mail me your snail mail address, and I’ll send you a CD with all of them.

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6 comments:

Jayne said...

Where are the souls to the ones who are no longer on earth?
Are they all meeting together, have they been reincarnated, any thoughts on the afterlife, if there is one?

Yes, we are family, and we are all connected.
Those who are no longer on earth, are their souls someplace?
Does the soul die?
Is their another phase after we leave earth?
Are they our angels while we still are on earth?
Does our memories of those who past on, keep the spirit alive?

January 7, 2007 at 9:33 AM
Unknown said...

I read a fictional book, about a planet with some enhanced humans. One family passed a trait that allowed a form of telepathy. Starting as a toddler, before even clear speech was present, as all children would - they explored. They would find their parents memories, built of exactly the same exploration. To have these memories was to feel them, as if to live them themselves. After hundreds of years the memories of the first generations were just as real to the latest.

January 7, 2007 at 10:08 AM
Anonymous said...

I'm so thrilled with having my wedding pics on line. I can't begin to tell you about this thrill. I'll save it forever.

January 7, 2007 at 1:14 PM
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January 8, 2007 at 6:32 PM
Anonymous said...

bruce, i think you need to assign the table identification job to specific humans, i.e., your mother and your uncle howard j. stone, by table number. otherwise, they aren't "getting it." i could take a stab at one or two more, but it's high time others rose to the task of supporting the family history project. btw, one of these days, you gotta get access to grandma's valise with her secret cache of old photos that harriet has tucked away in her basement.

January 9, 2007 at 11:49 PM
Anonymous said...

bruce--

send me 301 please.

January 10, 2007 at 10:45 AM

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