I currently own my grandfather's camera, thanks to my brother. I remember hearing stories of how horrible it was for my mom to wait until my grandfather took a picture. The camera works and I am always using it. However, mom and I found some slides that were taken with that camera. And the treasure box just got deeper.
Upon hearing the story of how my mom used to wait and get mad at Pappy, I can imagine him playing with the light meter and adjusting the lens. I can see him rechecking his light meter while my mom is getting huffy with him. And then I can hear that classic click. There, the photo is taken!
This blog entry is a little bit of a tribute to my favorite camera and to my grandfather. These photos were taken in July of 1973 while my mom, and, and brother lived down in Farmers, Texas. I know that most of these were taken in Arlington, but if the photos aren’t in Arlington, Texas, I’m sorry. I was never in Texas so I don’t know what landmarks belong where.