As noted previously, I took a blog vacation to transfer some family slides to a digital format. Many, like this one, perfectly capture the late 1950’s to early 60’s. I also discovered a few pictures of my grandmother, Mary Ison Croy, in her older age. Many were over exposed or damaged, but, with a little experimenting, I could change them to black and white and soften the edges to preserve them like this one.
If the job ever falls to you, I highly recommend the Wolverine Digital Converter. It translated hundreds of slides in very little time and far more cheaply than taking them in to be done. In fact, it took so little time that the job doesn’t honestly account for my two-month hiatus. Truth be told, I waded deeply into my obsession with “place” and a desire to better understand the 18th century American migration of families on the frontier. Which families came when? Who were they? Where did they settle? How did they live? When and why did they leave? I pored over multiple years of tax records, land warrants, plot maps, and census records. I created spreadsheets to account for changes in townships and county boundaries and attempted to map where families lived. What emerged was a close-knit community born of isolation and common struggles. They fought together, created business and marriage partnerships, and even migrated together carrying their community with them. I moved beyond researching my family to researching an interconnection of families. In the process I ran across some great stories and interesting bits of history, the fodder for the next few postings.