My legacy exists because of my mother and her Kodak Instamatic camera. As a single mother of five kids in the 1970's, owning a camera and developing the film was a major expense. Yet she photographed all of our birthday parties. When I sit in my comfy chair and thumb through these wonderful memories, it is her I thank.
I owned a Kodak 110 through high school and as broke as I was (no different than any teenager), I would get my film developed. I would run to a local sporting goods store called Fishkins in Perth Amboy, they had an entire section dedicated photography. Each time I went either to drop off my roll or pick up my prints, I would walk passed the pretty bicycles, right to the camera section to look at their Nikons and Canons and all the wonderful lenses. One day, I said. My photos back then were pretty heh, mostly snapshots of my me and my friends. I got lucky sometimes with a some really worth framing. Nonetheless, when I had enough prints I would go back to Fishkins to buy an album.
Everyone seems content these days to leave their memories in digital form on their devices. I've lost a lot of memories that way. Aside from the changes in technology, where I was constantly moving my files from one format to another (remember the floppy disk), there were the pics I lost from my old iPhones and corrupt hard drives. As I'm writing this post, I'm thinking of the many vacation photos I have in a back up drive that is now at Geek Squad for data recovery. It's the ten years of vacation photos I want back -- and hopefully they can recover them. It's going to cost me. My plan is to print them in an album.
I still have my old albums filled with those snap shots, the good and not so good and the photos of all my childhood birthday parties. I still like to sit on my sofa and thumb through them often. It's the only way to enjoy memories, I think.