Inheritance
This past weekend, I was in Rhode Island for a wedding, which was a very fun experience. The Friday night plans involved dropping by my parents’ house, which is always fun. So, we sat around with my mom, talking about degrees and jobs and, eventually, my family. I won’t bore you with the details, but it did result in a very interesting moment.
My mom, who knows I love photography, handed me a box marked Falcon Camera. She said it had belonged to my grandfather, and if I could figure out how to use it, it was mine. So I opened the box, pulled out a metal container about the size and shape of point-and-shoot 35 mm cameras, and proceeded to look at the manual. Which led me to pressing a button, and opening a camera that hasn’t been new in a good 60 years.
Below are some pictures of it. Brandon has done me a huge favor and picked up film, so once I start taking pictures with it, I’ll start scanning them and you can see them here. Let me know if you have any tips for using old school cameras like this one!
Tom