I have an 1886 West Point Graduation Portrait of one of my distant cousins. Looking at that image evokes many emotions--he was a classmate of General Pershing, but died very young. It makes one wonder.... Bill -----Original Message----- >From: Marilyn Dalrymple <marilyn160@xxxxxxxxxxx> >Sent: Mar 30, 2007 11:11 PM >To: List for Photo/Imaging Educators - Professionals - Students <photoforum@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx> >Subject: Re: Mark Lent, Marilyn, Shyrell > > > But every once in a while I open the drawer again, look at the 105 year >old photograph and think about those people, the choices they made, their >failures, the fates they chose, their children who I knew as my elders, >their deep and permanent influence on me. >> >************************************************ >I'm amazed, at times, how good the photographs of yesteryear are, when you >consider the equipment, chemicals, and papers, etc. One hundred and five >years is a long time for an image to last. And the story those old >photographs tell are fascinating. > >Marilyn >
