Two questions guaranteed to get you the polite Umm..okay… instead of the actual Hell No!…
Would you like to see the videos from our two-week trip?
Want to hear about a dream I had last night?
Unless you’re bed-ridden or Sigmund Freud, you could well be stuck for at least an hour getting far too much information on what should have been a five minute conversation under the category, “You really should have been there.”
But with the magic of a $35 do-dad, YouTube and Facebook, I’ve managed to release my captives.
In all of our basements and attics, there are boxes of videotapes, photographs, slides and 8mm movies. I’ve lived in constant fear of losing those treasures to fire, flooding, mold or accidental bouts … Read More…
My parents were married at Precious Blood parish in Detroit on June 22, 1963. For years, on their anniversary, we’d haul out the 8mm projector and watch the film, hoping that the burning bulb wouldn’t choose that moment to set the precious footage in flame.
We’d gather in the dining room and were unable to stop the film due to the dangerous bulb. Instead, we’d crouch near the screen and point out blurry faces quickly–many of them passed.
With the advent of video I was thrilled to move the footage to VHS, then to DVD and finally to YouTube. The fear of the bulb was gone and now you can just hit “pause” or even use a screen-shot to make a quick photo like below.
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