Old Black & White Photos

I'm a photographer who still shoots a lot of film and black and white. Although I have many b and w images ill post two scans of old subjects that are in my phone. Both of these were taken in Pony, mt and printed in platinum before being scanned.
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Originally Posted by carlmaloschneider

I think we should have a rule where only old people go to war; you have to be over 70.

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Before we can consider that you'll have to specify what time in the day the mid afternoon nap is to be allowed. :deal:

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Originally Posted by JimmyHAD

Before we can consider that you'll have to specify what time in the day the mid afternoon nap is to be allowed. :deal:

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From 1030 to 1430, GMT. Tea is at 1800. No running. Pilots need to re-apply for their license each year. No neutron bombs (they mess with the pacemakers).

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Originally Posted by carlmaloschneider

Pilots need to re-apply for their license each year.

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Since we are taking about pilots... The first ones:

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Here's a NEW black and white photo but from an OLD camera ('53) and an OLD photographer ('62), a Rolleicord Medium Format, Ilford HP5 400 film, f3.5, 1/100 sec, Hand Held, Lt Yellow Filter, Cable Release...

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Originally Posted by NoseWarmer

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Now THAT'S how one should dress, it would make it all worthwhile...

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I see someone has jumped into the Christmas mode, avatar & all. :D

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Originally Posted by carlmaloschneider

Yes, my father was born in a German village in Yugoslavia. I was going to cover the symbol up, I know it's pretty disturbing. He was an orphan along with a bunch of siblings; around 5 of them I think. I believe his mother died in childbirth; his father left them I THINK after his wife died. He thinks his mother was probably French, she came from a town with a French name near the border of Germany and France (Alsiers???) and had a French name ('Boiso???). There are some really cool photos I have the orphanage, I could post them maybe? He worked for a stonemason when he was 12, then at 19 joined the army. He was an 'adjutant' which he explains is basically a messenger. He was posted to a supply battalion, so never fought in battle. There are a couple of really interesting stories I have...

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Carl,

That was an interesting story. Ever thought about visiting those places your parents were born?

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Originally Posted by carlmaloschneider

Yes, my father was born in a German village in Yugoslavia. I was going to cover the symbol up, I know it's pretty disturbing. He was an orphan along with a bunch of siblings; around 5 of them I think. I believe his mother died in childbirth; his father left them I THINK after his wife died. He thinks his mother was probably French, she came from a town with a French name near the border of Germany and France (Alsiers???) and had a French name ('Boiso???). There are some really cool photos I have the orphanage, I could post them maybe? He worked for a stonemason when he was 12, then at 19 joined the army. He was an 'adjutant' which he explains is basically a messenger. He was posted to a supply battalion, so never fought in battle. There are a couple of really interesting stories I have...

In the army he boxed, and at the end of the year was interned in an American internment camp. He saw people tarred and feathered and some other pretty horrific things. He was then 'let go' (it sounds like it was a Monty Python-ish "Right, we've got too many of you, anyone have an auntie or uncle of something nearby you could go and stay with?" My dad had an auntie in Switzerland so they said "right, off you go then" and he took off.

He then took up lumber jacking and I think some boxing again and when England wanted to be re-built took off over there and lived there for ten years. I have some interesting photos of him dressed in a beautiful suit with a pushbike that apparently cost a years wage or something. Also some cool photos of him on his motor bike, an Ariel Square Four, and us kids on it too.

Then in '64, two years after I was born, off we go to Australia. We were what were called 'two Pound poms', we paid two Pounds to get here; Australia wanted emigrants (some cool ship photos). Several months on the emigrant centre camp thingy and we bought a house, I think dad paid 16 thousand dollars. So, then here I am, that's how I got here!

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Very interesting story Carl, also nothing to be ashamed of the vast majority of German soldiers were excellent first class soldiers, even though my Great Uncle was killed in action fighting against the Germans in north Africa and my other Uncle against the Japanese I've never known one family member to bare a grudge or say anything bad about German or Japanese people, It's just an unfortunate part of our history.

Jamie