posted: January 7th, 2014
When I was growing up, we had a cheap Kodak Pocket Instamatic 20 camera (I've included a commercial at the bottom of the blog so you can see the camera). We didn't take a lot of pictures, because - frankly - we were poor as hell, and couldn't afford the film.
Likewise, when my Mom would develop the pictures, she would only get prints of some of the images. This little nugget of information is something I did not know until about an hour ago.
For some reason, tonight I decided to start scanning the master Kodak 126 format color negatives. Luckily, even though my Mom did not get full prints, she did keep the negatives.
I am fucking freaking out right now.
That top picture is my Mom. I have never seen it before. It is from the same film that has images of me opening Christmas presents in 1974 (which I used on my 2012 Holiday Mix CD). I always assumed there was just the image of me opening the gift. I was wrong...
There is very little in the way of pictures of me as I grew up. It is something that has always made me sad.
If you'll excuse me, I have some film scanning to do...