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Remember When
By Agnes Burroughs, Dorchester
Some people say “If you can
remember that you must be old as dirt.”
What that means I’m not sure, but I do
remember having to load film into a
camera and not many can say that.
That was a bit of a sticky trick, as
you had to hold open the back door
of the camera, pull the film across and
fasten it to the opposite side without
pulling too much, smacking your
fingers in the doorway or letting in too
much light. Way back then, we actually
processed those wonderful little rolls to
find photos with the heads cut off and
the light in every corner of the picture
but where it was supposed to be. Pics
taken at Christmas often didn’t see
the light of day until a picnic in the
good old summer time. They rattled
around in the bottom of your purse,
or the glove box until you happened to
think about taking them to your local
photo department to be revealed. You
couldn’t believe the difference in the
children’s size when the pictures landed
on the dining room table. Where were
your teeth? I don’t remember that old
shirt. You used to have black hair? The
pictures were poured over for hours by
the intended recipients of their history
and everyone else as well. Then, you
guessed it, they were dumped into a big
box with lots more historic pictures to
be looked upon many, many months
later. I bet you have one of those boxes
in your closet too, with all the best
photos waiting to be put into an album.
They still make those albums don’t they,
or am I too late for that phase?
Creative folks have actually
brought themselves into the 21st
century by putting these pictures
digitally and storing them in neat
little folders—how boring is that?
No big stacks of slightly warped
pictures of who knows-who, no
messages on the back and no
clue to where are they now?
Now a lot of people take
pictures and pictures on their
cellphones, and never see them
again. How do you get them off,
or are they floating around up on
the clouds waiting for retrieval
by someone qualified to run the
space shuttle. It’s beyond me
that is for sure! I was confused with the
little rolls way back when!
Another thing that confuses me is
no more address books or telephone
books. We used to have the neatest thing
when I was a child: a little metal file
thingy with the alphabet prominently
displayed along the right hand side and
a slider to get to each list of names. My
mom would update it each year to add
a new address for Christmas cards—
this one had a baby/new husband/left
the country, etc. Now how do you find
someone if they aren’t in the phone
book without having to go through a
myriad of steps? If I had their phone
number I wouldn’t need their address
because I could just call them, but when
you type in Barbara Smith and get such
a conundrum of addresses in every
state and country, it is impossible to
find the real Barbara Smith! Remember
that show To Tell the Truth: Will the real
Barbara Smith please stand up? That’s
how I feel, too.
Phone books were essential for
locating businesses, people, holding
down pressed flowers, (extra toilet paper
anyone?) but mostly to find people.
Mind you, phones are handy but before
you can actually find someone, the
screen says low battery and you’ve lost
where you were in the search.
What’s wrong with paper and
print that I can actually read?
The older I get the smaller the
print seems. Ever find yourself
in a strange town and looking
for a phone booth to look up a
location? Forget that! No phone
booth no phone book, even
though the page you were looking
for has probably been torn out
but nonetheless you are out of
luck. Finding an actual person to
ask would be easier.
I could go on, but it may be
best to just nod when folks say
“older than dirt” and let it go.
SPRING 2024 (Family Feud Answers) A reason you don’t want to get out of bed. – You’re dead P A G E 31