Going through envelopes upon boxes upon disorganized albums of photographs can be a formidable task. Taking it bit by bit every day makes it less overwhelming.
Once upon a time, when you got your processed pictures back from, let’s say, Skrudland Photo in Chicago on Diversey Avenue, the pictures would come bound together in a little book or album. The whole roll of developed film was neatly packaged for future viewing enjoyment. I remember little family get-togethers in days past where, when everyone was done eating, and a second round of coffee or drinks was made, it was time to look at pictures and pass them around the table.
An example of the developed photographs bound into a little album.
I remember how excited we kids were when Dad would pick up the developed film and bring it home. I could hardly wait to thumb through each picture that was crisp black and white for the most part, examine familiar people and smile at events that may have well happened months or holidays prior.
An album opened, showing a random pedestrian scene near Rockefeller Center in New York City, circa early 1950s.
As I keep sorting photos and putting them in new albums (and marking each with names and dates before I forget who’s who and what was when), the conundrum of what to do with those little booklets that so neatly hold photos nagged at me.
Take them apart and put each photo in the albums?
Keep them bound together and put them in the albums?
To preserve the original presentation, I decided to keep those photos that came bound from the developer as they stand. It’s best to save history, since today photos don’t come back from the developer attached in little booklets.
Heck, we hardly take pictures with cameras anymore, don’t we?
And we usually store the pictures we take today on our smart phones or on some form of electronic medium.
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