More scans from my Dad’s album. This time 1962–1975—covering his high school and college years. It appears that my grandparents switched to color film at this point and stopped shooting 116/616. Though the continued square photos suggest that they may have kept the Hawkeye around even after switching to a 35mm camera. Or they may have also kept an Instamatic around instead.
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Scans from my dad’s album. These aren’t as interesting photos as the ones from my mom’s side of the family since it’s posed group shots rather than candid photos. But it’s still fun to see this side of my relatives. These are mostly taken in and around San Francisco and Oakland. Earliest photos are before 1950. Latest in this post are 1961. Most though are from 1950–1960.
It’s also worth nothing that the square photos appear to have been taken using my Brownie Hawkeye Flash. Most of the earlier rectangular ones I think were taken with 116 or 616 film.
Shot about half of this in California before my move. Finished off the rest in New Jersey. Is interesting. The California photos are all from last-before-move moments. And the New Jersey ones are all scoping out the new territory.
After a short visit to Los Angeles, we decided to take the train up the coast rather than fly to San José. It’s kind of nice to walk in to Union Station and actually wait in the grand old waiting room. Definitely more leisurely than flying. Also a lot more laid-back than rushing to catch a Metro line.
The first part of the trip winds out of LA through the backside of industry and big box stores. We sat in our seats on the second floor and snacked and lunched for this portion. It looks like most urban train rides, albeit with fewer stops. But there are still a lot of things worth photographing.
Once we left LA, we had to go through the mountains and make our way past some agricultural land on our way to the coast.
After a few hours, we finally hit the coast. We moved up to the lounge car for the bigger, better windows for this part as the train runs right along the coast—sometimes at sea level, other times up on a cliff—and you get to watch the waves roll by for hours and hours and hours.
Before San Luis Obispo, we turned inland again and began to see hills and farms instead of water. The sun was also beginning to set as we started to climb back through the mountains into the Salinas valley. It would have been nice to get an ocean sunset. But a mountain one is also pretty nice. Once the sun set though, there wasn’t much more to photograph. The last photo here is from Paso Robles.
An expanded version of the previous post now that I’ve retrieved the photos from my camera. Only in LA for a few days. Mostly doing family stuff. But we did check out LACMA and the Page Museum as well.
Working through my holiday backlog. This time our trip to Virginia for Thanksgiving. Nice to go on an East Coast road trip. Also nice to get some extended-family time.
Yeah, I know it’s a bit late. This was our first Halloween where we actually really went Trick Or Treating though. Something clicks at age 4 where it all makes sense.
Also, for the record, I’m dressed as Moses.