Random Object Photographs

[rubiranch]

Standing on the bridge, looking north along the tracks. This is the flip side of the view you see in Post #2212.

Run down and abandoned buildings. Dying auto repair shops offering $25 tune ups and $10 recaps. Trash left by street people littering the landscape. Need a used syringe or cooking spoon? Walk about fifteen feet further and look down.

The bleakness of the sky matches the landscape. I stood on the bridge for at least twenty minutes, looking around, thinking of what the area looked like when I was growing up. During that twenty minutes, I don't think one single solitary bird flew over.

The further north you go along these tracks, the nastier things look.


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Can't hit the like button. That's just plain sad.

 

[Watchdog]

In Memoriam

The Vietnam Memorial that sits in front of my old high school.

Several of these young men were my classmates and friends.

When you've grown up with someone, or gone to school for years with them, it will always be hard to understand...even over a half-century later...the reasons why they died.

You still see their photos in the high school yearbook from 1965, and that's how they will always look to you. They'll never change; they'll never grow any older. You can see in your mind's eye what they were wearing when they sat next to you in history class. You'll remember what they said to you when you were sneaking a smoke with them out behind the field house.

Isn't it strange what comes to mind just from looking at a slab of granite.

 

[Telecaster]

A Cadillac.

 

[Mack_C85]

The Vietnam Memorial that sits in front of my old high school.

Several of these young men were my classmates and friends.

When you've grown up with someone, or gone to school for years with them, it will always be hard to understand...even over a half-century later...the reasons why they died.

You still see their photos in the high school yearbook from 1965, and that's how they will always look to you. They'll never change; they'll never grow any older. You can see in your mind's eye what they were wearing when they sat next to you in history class. You'll remember what they said to you when you were sneaking a smoke with them out behind the field house.

Isn't it strange what comes to mind just from looking at a slab of granite.

We salute thier sacrifice.....
....and let them know that.....

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[Watchdog]

A Cadillac.

Great color! That red really pops, doesn't it?

 

[Watchdog]

You have Bob's.....we have Ann's. Another place that will have your Cardiologist grabbing his chest, but the best damn chili footlongs and handspun milkshakes around.

Been around since 1950. Back in the day of big malls, they built one behind Ann's. They tried to buy the property and have them move into the food court and they got the extended middle finger. They learned thier lesson, and their opening ads were "The mall behind Ann's" Now Ann's is still going strong and the mall is almost empty.

Looks like my kind of place!

 

[Watchdog]

MARBLES...Don't Believe What You've Heard!!

There isn't a word of truth to it!

So for everyone who's been thinking I've lost mine...this photo's for you!

 

[rubiranch]

The Vietnam Memorial that sits in front of my old high school.

Several of these young men were my classmates and friends.

When you've grown up with someone, or gone to school for years with them, it will always be hard to understand...even over a half-century later...the reasons why they died.

You still see their photos in the high school yearbook from 1965, and that's how they will always look to you. They'll never change; they'll never grow any older. You can see in your mind's eye what they were wearing when they sat next to you in history class. You'll remember what they said to you when you were sneaking a smoke with them out behind the field house.

Isn't it strange what comes to mind just from looking at a slab of granite.

Can't like this one either.

 

[Mack_C85]

Can't like this one either.

Try clicking on the "Thanks" at the bottom of the post. New terminology.

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[Telecaster]

More eye-poppin’ red.

And an eye-poppin’ price tag. The Sarasota Classic Car Museum

 

[THE PILGRIM]

Speaking of Red -
Now you know what I want for my Birthday.
Yes! I want a Cinnamon Cafe Gift Card!

 

[Watchdog]

Mom's Flour Sifter

My mother used this Bromwell's Flour Measure-Sifter her entire life.

I don't know how long she'd had it before I was born. I suspect her mother gave it to her. But one of my earliest memories is of her using it when preparing Sunday dinner.

It makes a loud clickety-clackety-clickety sound when turning the handle. Whenever dad and I heard that sound, we were sure something delicious would be the end result.

She used this old sifter for the final time in 2004, measuring out the flour for an apple pie for the last Thanksgiving dinner I'd ever share with her.

 

[JohnZMI]

Fascinating thread - brings back memories! I started in the photography hobby at 14 when I was in prep school in 1955, with access to the school's darkroom (and free sheet and roll film, chemicals and paper), and wound up as the Yearbook photographer, with full-time access to the school's 2-1/4 x 3-1/4 and 4 x 5 Speed Graphics and a Linhof Super Technica 4 x 5 and the first Honeywell strobe unit (it was HEAVY). I processed all my own film, including Ektachrome 35mm slides.

My personal camera at the time was an Argus C3, which I took to Florida and used to shoot most of the 1957 Sebring 12-hour race, where I was a 16-year-old crewman on Max Goldman's #58 Cooper-Climax (we finished 13th overall).

I moved on to a Practica FX SLR the next year, and later in life amassed quite a collection of Nikons and all manner of Nikkor lenses, which I donated to the Michigan State University Photography Department about ten years ago when the digital craze overtook film and chemicals.

Currently have 4 different Sony and Nikon "point-and-shoot" pocket cameras that have far more capability than I'll ever use at this point in my life, and about 28,000 digital images on my laptop (and backed up elsewhere).

 

[emptypockets]

Ever Vigilant

 

[revho]

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[Watchdog]

Another Great Little Place for Lunch

Brooks' Sandwich House. Their burgers are good, but it's their hot dogs that are to die for. Oh, and their cheese fries that are guaranteed to raise your blood pressure by at least ten points or your money back.

This is another little place with no inside seating, located in the arts district. Off to the left are long picnic tables under covered areas. So you kinda eat lunch with twenty or thirty strangers...everyone from construction guys to techies, taggers, tattoo artists, area residents, and whoever else happens to wander by...young, old, no matter. The place's parking area is jam packed from about 11:00 until 1:00...rain or shine, no matter how hot it gets. They also serve breakfast, but I'm never there early enough for that.

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[ladder13]

Munchkins.

 

[RobertJ.]

Well, how about a sunset seagull and a goat in a gazebo?

 

[Rustyt1953]

Now, this is a munchkin:

 

[PALADIN85020]

Speaking of Cadillacs, here's a shot of one that was just sitting in a parking lot near a restaurant where we stopped to eat. Probably the most iconic of them all, a 1959 beauty in full tail-fin glory! I took another shot of one when I was in college, for a photography course I was taking. It was shot from a low angle directly below one of the fins. Sure raised some eyebrows!

John