July 84- 21 yrs old, practically married (26 yrs now), just got hired as a rodman on a survey crew. Stayed broke, but never went hungry. Those were simple times compared to now. Helped me grow up a lot.
Posts: 2923 | Location: San Marcos,Tx. | Registered: July 24, 2009
I'm late to the game here, but this thread really brought me some nostalgia. I was about halfway through college, and living the frat life large. I always tell my nieces and nephews how their generation missed out. This was the best years of my life; lotsa pretty girls, pre-aids, plentiful party materials, great music.
Now I'm old, boring, and pissed off about gun control.
Posts: 960 | Location: Northeast of Seattle in a Red Zip Code | Registered: May 27, 2010
So much of what you see people doing today is so "artsy." Seems so "self aware.
And as a result the ordinary things-- which are seen to be extraordinary when you photograph them-- are lost in the shuffle. In the earliest days of photography, the photograph itself was so extraordinary that they almost didn't care what they photographed. The photograph transformed it. So we have great photos of street scenes with blurred horses and dogs, families sitting in rows in front of their homes, that kind of thing.
And Para's shot: Kids with the new rifle, shooting along the railroad tracks. The 1/500 shutter speed catches the just-ejected shell.
The photo doesn't call attention to itself, like, say, and Edward Weston photograph of a pepper, so we look "past" any artsiness of the photo itself right through to the moment being photographed. Which all of us who love shooting identify with and appreciate. A hot, semi-boring summer afternoon brought to sudden life and excitement for a couple of kids by the new rifle. And just the spot to let fly some rounds.
Great Pic, you must have a lot of good memories. I grew up on over crowded Long Island,NY. we went shootin' too ( on the low down)...back in the 70's we were taking our 22 rifles to school via the school bus and had rifle teams as part of JV & V sports. all good stuff.
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Originally posted by MRBTX: July 84- 21 yrs old, practically married (26 yrs now), just got hired as a rodman on a survey crew. Stayed broke, but never went hungry. Those were simple times compared to now. Helped me grow up a lot.
I was almost 21, (sept),
journeyman meat cutter, full time college too, binge drinking and party hardy on weekend nights, sweat it out (in a cold room) the next day!!
parents had split, so I kept a Sendra AR-15 and a SA M1A (034xxx)in the trunk of my Celica with an ammo can of ammo for each, (still have the rifles, converted to NFA before 5/86, wish I still had the celica)
saw a lot of good concerts that year as well, (black flag, Dead Kennedys, Talking Heads, and Costello 2 nights back to back) all slowed down, and that was a good thing the next year when I met my (now)wife
Posts: 8021 | Location: Beach VA,not VA Beach | Registered: July 17, 2007
1984 I spent a month in Kenya traveling around and trying not to get dysentery! Ate some really weird stuff, saw all kinds of wild game, traded trinkets with Masi Warriors, there was somewhere in the plains of Africa a Masi man wearing a Bronx Zoo t shirt and that was my fault. Had a great time brought back like 1000 pictures, I did get dysentery after all, snorkeled in the Indian Ocean and stood on the equator. Good times.
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