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In 1959, my engineer father was, as his expression shows, not happy that a part to my brother's new magic set was not working by late Christmas morning. This was my second picture with the Argus C-Twenty camera I received that day so long ago. For $29.95, the camera kit came with one 20-exposure roll of Kodachrome daylight, six No. 5 blue flashbulbs, plug-in flash gun, and a slide previewer. My parents spent an extra $4.79 for the top-grain leather case. For some reason, they never discarded the Fall-Winter 1959 Montgomery-Ward catalog in which the camera was featured. The catalog is now in my home. The camera served me well through high school, college and beyond. View full size.
My maternal great grandfather Grant Webb in the middle, Grant Jr. on the left and Francis on the right. Taken in Los Angeles during WWII. View full size.
From another series of vacation photos, this one is from a series of photos in Utah. Grandpa had a lot of fishing stories, and I guess some of them were true. View full size.
Found one of my pictures among Dad's slides, which makes me think this is probably a dupe, not the original. This was shot in the market at Port Lucie, Jamaica, in August, 1967. Available light, shot from the hip. The original and the rest of my slides and negatives seem to have gone missing. View full size
Someplace near the crossroads of America
Me and Alva Paul LeMay. In less than a month from this photo being taken he was killed by a drunk driver. The story goes he took me everywhere he went and didn't take me the day he was killed by the drunk driver. I would have been in his arms if he took me. I'm still here for a reason I haven't figured out yet. View full size.
This is "Poochie," the most beloved dog of my childhood. This was my grandmother's dog in Nashville, TN. In the background is May's Hosiery Mill, which a lot of my family worked at. It was on Chestnut Street and this is Martin Street looking toward Chestnut. View full size.