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Sundrop

Sunny the Great & Wonderful
Jun 12, 2008
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DiO'Bolic

Not completely obtuse
Nov 14, 2013
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Poconos, PA
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We have tons of 8mm film reels taken by our parents from the 50’s, 60’s and early 70’s. Only her dad is still with us. We looked into having a company convert them into modern technology, but it was gawd-awful expensive. Instead, we purchased a machine that converts the 8mm films into a computer file that can be played on a DVD player or the computer. Neat little machine but it takes forever. About 45 minutes for a 3” reel. The machine actually takes a picture of every frame. We put her father’s 8mm films on both flash drives and DVD's and gave them to him for part of his 75th birthday present this month. . The results came out great, and we ('we' meaning our brainiac daughter) even edited them and stuck in music from the eras to go with his films.

(If Mr. King has any old 8mm home movies he’d like to convert to modern technology, for say an upcoming birthday... we’re available. ;):))
 

Grandpa

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Mar 2, 2014
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Colorado

I had standard Schwinns or Huskys, and then I got a used Sting Ray. Not tricked out anything like this, but the higher handlebars, lower ride, and banana seat. I loved that bike.

Coming home from school in time to catch the "Hercules" cartoons.

For that matter, coming home from school could be an adventure. I often took this sloped alleyway home that had a vegetated and crumbling-buildings area between it and the railroad. I'd sometimes see leftover fire rings from transients but never ran across one (meaning, a transient) myself. I saved a kid from a transfusion there once.

Sometimes if the slow-moving train was going the same direction I was, either to or from school, I'd run alongside it, grab the ladder, climb over the coupling to the ladder on the other side, and get a ride that way for a few blocks.

Not something I taught my kids.

Trying to catch, late on a weekend night, some horror-movie thing featuring a narrator who tried to be all menacing with a flashlight shining upwards in his face.