A couple weeks ago when my parents visited for graduation, they brought a box of photos for me to digitize. Among my family’s photos from the early 1990s was an envelope of film my grandfather had developed… on June 17, 1957.
The prints were no longer in the envelope, but that was okay. I got the photo scanner last month so that I can develop and scan my own film–specifically, 120 film run through a 1943 Brownie Hawkeye, a very similar camera to the one my grandfather seems to have used. Waiting for each filmstrip to develop was so exciting, and I can’t even begin to explain how it feels to have brought these pictures to life again.
Below are pictures my grandfather took at a picnic in the summer of 1957.
The beautiful woman below is my grandmother, Ruby.
And a couple extra photos. These prints were in the envelope, though they weren’t part of the roll shot on that day. The first photo is of one of my grandmother’s uncles, who raised her during the Great Depression. I think this photo is incredible; the man’s expression and body language makes him so endearing.
Last, my great-great-grandparents. There’s something really special in these old formal portraits.