I mentioned Ben Chainey last week when I was talking about my Great Grandma Laura. Here is a photo of him. He is my Great-Great Grandfather. I see my older brother and my niece in his face.
I also think he has the kindest eyes. Just looking at this picture, I can tell he was a good soul. I wish I could meet him.
He owned a shop in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho way back in the olden days when the town was first starting out.
I have something that was his. An old button tin. It originally was a cigar tin that belong to Ben Chainey. Eventually it turned into a button tin used by my great-grandmother, my grandmother, my mother, and now me. It is probably the oldest thing I own.
Inpired by Cesar Kuriyama’s project sometime at the end of last year, I thought I would try this myself in 2013. I started the last week of 2012 and have been doing this on my iPhone everyday since. There have been a few days when I’ve forgotten to record a video so instead I substitute a photo from the day.
The project has become too unruly for my iPhone so today I uploaded what I have to Youtube and will start saving the videos on my computer.
So, for your enjoyment, I present One Second Everyday in 2013 (so far).
I mentioned that I inherited several cameras last month from my Grandparent’s house. I’ve been having a blast playing with them!
There are a couple that I am especially happy about. One of them is my Grandpa Ed’s Honeywell Pentax.
When I got the camera it had film in it. I was very excited to discover this. Unfortunately I discovered this when I opened the back, exposing all of the lost cherished memories. I decided to finish off the roll anyway but I didn’t know how to use the camera and made really odd exposures so nothing turned out on the roll at all. I got to endure the ridicule of the Walgreens “Photo Expert.” So that was fun.
However, when I fall down I pick myself back up and try again. I loaded it up with cheap drugstore Fuji Film, and armed with knowledge gleaned from the operating manual, I was off and running!
I brought it to work and shot the entire roll on my walk home in the evening, finishing it off with a slightly-drunken evening stroll with the Mr. later on. Dropped it off at Walgreens and an hour later I had the results.
omygoodness I am very happy. I think my grandfather’s camera and I will get along just fine.
The International Film Swap with Brendan continues (as I previously mentioned)! Hooray! I am really enjoying these collaborations. Here are my favorites from this round (Click on a photo to start the slide show).
My shots were taken in Santa Cruz & San Francisco. His were taken at the Grand Canal in Dublin, Ireland. Again. if you are interested in participating get in touch with him! It’s fun and easy. Just shoot a roll of film & pop it in the mail. I am also down, too, if you are interested in sending film my way. I am in possession of a film leader retrieval tool so I am able to expose over your roll of film if you are so inclined. Just let me know by leaving a comment on this post.
OK. Now for a bit of a
rant discussion about some questions that have been raised about this project. Feel free to stop here and enjoy the photos or click “Continue Reading” to read the rest of the post.
Following along the lines of my Granny Mary’s lineage, here is a photo of her parents, my great-grandparents. Will and Laura Boucher (pronounced boo-shay). I have always thought Will Boucher very handsome and Laura (whom I called Great Grandma when she was alive) was also very beautiful. I wrote about her in this post. She was a wonderful woman. Very gentle and kind. She was very much in love with Will. They had seven children. Granny Mary was their second child.
Will died under very mysterious circumstances when he was in his early thirties.
He decided to move his family away from Coeur d’Alene, Idaho to Vancouver Island, British Columbia. This didn’t sit well with Laura’s father, Ben Chainey (I will talk about him in another post). Regardless, Will moved the family anyway. I don’t recall the reason why he moved. I believe it was a job opportunity but I can’t remember what that was.
He was killed accidentally by his business partner when they were out hunting. Shot in the stomach, his birth certificate says.
I find his death interesting and wonder if it really was an accident. We will never know.
Ben Chainey helped Laura move the family back home to Coeur d’Alene where she lived until she died when she was 96 (she also spent time in California later in her life). She never remarried.