I was messing around today with a vintage basket and saw all the scars on my knees from when I was little. I fell all the time. There must have been scabs from age 2-12 on them. Seeing them made me happy and invoked some good memories... I'll share the basket tomorrow along with a Maine Tee Shirt that was found too.
Speaking of memories. This is where my fathers living memories reside. He was always taking photos or shooting 8mm & 16mm film. Among them are some great footage. The Cog Railway remodel footage. One of my mom and grandparents standing high up in the NH mountains where they were building a Chalet. Another is of 6 or so boys (men really since they are in their 20's) I'm older now so now a days they are boys digging the earth to build a pool. They take place in the 60's and 70's so the nature is rather interesting. In fact the header of this blog is that film on an old green chalkboard.