This is an old 35mm Kodachrome of my Grandfather and Grandmother standing next to their plane and Inuit family in the Nunavut territory of Canada during the early 1950s. Both my grandparents supplied medical aid for polio and tuberculosis to the Eskimo people during the harsh winters. My grandfather was an accomplished physician and pilot; […]
Missing my mom. This is mom in the summer of ’57 on the Staten Island ferry. It was her first time going back to visit her parents in NY after getting married and moving to Cleveland. I lost my mom in 2006. She always looked forward to her yearly visits back to NYC to see […]
All I want for Christmas is memories. Christmas morning, 1968. Here, my parents captured that magical moment when my siblings and I rounded the corner from our front stairs and hallway to the living room. When we stepped into the room, we saw that Santa had made his visit; erecting a massive tree, decorating every […]
The women of Gerry Lynn’s Charm School including my Great Aunt Thelma Smith, circa 1950. My Great Aunt was an entrepreneur and a fashion innovator in the Atlanta area. She owned one of Atlanta’s most prominent Charm School’s during the 1950’s. As a model, she was featured in Jet Magazine. She married Giles Jewell and lived […]
I believed. Me and Santa. Macy’s, Herald Square, NYC. No velvet dress or crinoline for me. It was a wool, flannel, cotton Christmas. After all, Santa is from the North Pole! I loved that suspenders outfit…still do love suspenders! ~shared by @carolelizabethdietz (Carol shares a treasure trove of beautiful vintage photos on her feed, […]
I have never taken this picture of my dad, circa 1951, out of its frame with an oval mat until today. What I discovered was magical…It’s a beautiful contact print and you can see where he drew a picture and wrote his name “Tommy.” I love little surprises like this. I’ll keep on making photos […]
Me and Nan taking a tour of Byrd Airport. Nan was my grandmother. She was full of style, humor and joie de vivre. She smoked Marlboro reds and loved coffee ice cream. We often laughed until we cried. I’d give anything to have her back for an hour. We never ran out of things to […]
Moments become memories. Memories become stories. Stories become legacy. This is a photo of my paternal grandparents, Anne and Al, on their wedding day September 9, 1943 in Topeka Kansas. He was a Navigator in the U.S. Army Air Corps in WWII and called Annie to meet him in Kansas when he had a few […]
Cameras are time machines. In fact, one camera connected me to my father’s past and our rich family history. Until I discovered an artifact of my family history, I didn’t realize that one camera could connect two photographers, forty years apart. In 1968, my father was serving in the Navy in Hong Kong. While he […]
This is a picture of my mother, Beth Dillingham and my father, Harry Dillingham, with their friend, civil rights activist Medgar Evers. The photo was taken in 1955. Evers was assassinated 8 years later. Mr. Evers is the second from the right, sitting next to my Dad who sits next to my beautiful Mom. My […]
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