Teen Age Club Mystery Men

I was experimenting with new film and developer combinations to find ones that would let me shoot under the lowest light levels. On a trip back to Cape, I stopped by the Teen Age Club and shot a roll of film I was testing. For some reason or another, that film got stuck away somewhere for about ten years.

By that time, I figured it would be heat or light fogged, but I went ahead and processed it anyway. I was surprised to find that it had these images had survived. Since any real use had long passed, I threw it in with the rest of the coffee can film, where it languished until this weekend.

I sort of like this shot of the kid on the motorcycle. He looks vaguely familiar, but I can’t put a name to the face.

Who are these guys?

All I know is that they were shot at the Teen Age Club. The negative sleeve says 10/9/68-2. That could mean one of three things:

  • The film was one of two rolls shot on 10/9/68
  • The film was processed along with another roll on 10/9/68
  • The film was placed in a recycled sleeve I had kicking around that had the date 10/9/68 on it.

The two adults show up in a lot of the pictures.

Keeping a close eye on things

They look like no-nonsense guys.

But they had good rapport with the kids

Teen Age Club photo gallery

Since I have questions and no answers, I’ll throw everything into a gallery, including some marginal shots, and let you fill in the blanks. Click on any photo to make it larger, then click on the left or right side of the image to move through the gallery.

Cape Snows of the 1960s

I see that there’s a pretty good chance Cape is going to have a white Christmas. I haven’t gone back to see if my supposition is true, but it seems like Cape is getting more snow that when I was growing up in the 50s and 60s.

When the first possible hint of snow was in the news – remember, we didn’t have The Weather Channel back then – we were nose-glued to the window. We didn’t have a lot to go on: there was a weather map in the paper with some squiggly lines, a few radio newscasts and a morning and evening TV news program. We didn’t have satellite images and fancy computer models. (Here in Florida, we had one local radio talk show host who said his station had  Dope-ler Radar. Some dope would amble over and look out the window to see if anything was falling out of the sky.)

We kids were hoping that it would snow enough to close the schools. All night long, I’d creep into the living room and look up at the street light in front of the house to see if I could catch a hint of a snowflake. Unfortunately for us, it seemed like the snow always stopped somewhere around Perryville and school would be open. If there was a dusting of white heavier than dandruff on a black suit, we’d whine, “What are they trying to do, get us killed on the road?”

No children were harmed

When you look at the video of the snowball fight that produced this still frame, you might wonder how any of the Steinhoff children reached majority, but I assure you that no children were harmed in the making of this movie. I’m pretty sure that Mother exacted some kind of revenge on Dad, though.

Hacking a path to the wood pile

We had a wood fireplace in the basement that heated the room where we spent most of our time. The chimney flue went up the middle of the house, so the basement fire caused the wall between the kitchen and the living room to get toasty warm, helping the furnace stay ahead of the cold. Unfortunately, the wood pile was 75 feet from the basement door. We had to clear a path before we could bring in the wood.

Home movie of snows

Here are several clips of snows that were filmed at our house on Kingsway Drive near Kurre Lane. You can tell by the snow depth that they weren’t all taken at the same time, but I don’t have an exact date except after 1960. These were taken with an 8mm Bell & Howell movie camera, dubbed onto VHS tape and then converted to a digital format with an ION Audio VCR 2 PC USB VHS Video to Computer Converter.

Those white lines in some of the clips were scratches on the film made forty-plus years ago.

It’s Christmas Eve. I suspect that most of you will have better things to do over the next few days, so we’re going to slack off. Have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year if we don’t see you before then.

David’s Christmas Bike

While looking through some old converted 8mm home movies, I ran across this snippet of Brother David getting his first bicycle. The best part is watching him polish the fingerprints off the fender at the end.

Tech note: Brother Mark moved the old 8mm movies to VHS tapes. I used an ION Audio VCR 2 PC USB VHS Video to Computer Converter to copy them to a digital file. They’ve lost something in all the gyrations (and they weren’t all that great to begin with), but they still bring back a lot of memories for me.

Bikes were part of our life

By the summer, he was riding his bike to ball games. (After pumping up the front tire.)

Total Lunar Eclipse

Nearing totality at 2:22 a.m.

I heard that it wasn’t clear in Cape for the historic total eclipse of the full moon Dec. 21, 2010. Here’s what it looked like in West Palm Beach. It was chilly, in the low 50s, but the skies were clear.

The photos were taken with a Canon FS100 video camera in still mode. I can zoom to a higher magnification with it than my Nikon D40.

Total eclipse 3:22 a.m.

There’s a little orange cast left, but the moon is pretty much gone. Wife Lila said she read that the temperature on the moon dropped 500 degrees when the sun’s rays were blocked.

Time to go to bed 3:55 a.m.

I stayed up until after 4; slept until 9ish, when the cats wanted to be fed, then went back to bed until shortly before 1 p.m.

I could have gotten more sleep if I had followed the advice I gave a friend who didn’t think he’d be able to see the eclipse:

  1. Go out in the back yard and stare at the full moon.
  2. Close your eyes.
  3. Open your eyes.
  4. Go to bed
  5. Complain about how hard it is to get up