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July 07, 2005 |
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July 1960
FOUND by Gary Roscoe Johnson
in Detroit, Michigan
Found in an abandoned/burned out apartment building, circa 1982 (now demolished).
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
Really depressing find. Hopefully who ever is in that photo, they're happy and healthy now.
Wow, very kool picture. I love old ones like that.
i really like this one. i don't know why, but there's something about it that's just amz.
i almost didn't see it, but there is a ghostly image on the left... haunting indeed!
I loooove finding old pictures like this. My friend and I snuck into an abandoned farm house once, and found a pile of charred letters, newspapers, bills etc. all dating back to the 1950's and 60's. Love it.
I agree with Heather, it's a very sad. You don't just leave pictures lying around, you leave them because you simply couldn't take them where you're going. This one was of two women, one of which probably left before the other. The building was abandoned. What happened to the second? They were sisters and proud but the city and the times ground them down. The building looked pretty and they seemed to have dressed for a Sunday Mass. The photo may have been taken by a husband or a brother just to capture the beautiful Sunday they shared together. If you think of a photo like that - what kind of feelings that it brought when you looked at it - it's not something you leave behind. It's worn, probably from being in a purse or in a pocket, or taken from a mantel with scant other things and looked at, crumpled with sadness and then smoothed out again and replaced on the mantel. Then, the one day that the lights were put out and never lit again. I can only imagine the person who put this where Mr. Roscoe found it may have been moved to not wanting to through it away but wanting it to rest where it may be found as a reminder of better things. Of warm Sundays and proud mothers and happy blue skies. It's a very sad picture.
Haunting.
I dont think that it is sad in the way that you guys do...i think when things are left behind and deteriorated, we project some sadness onto them, what is sadder is the lack of good moments in a life, things thought of as worth preserving, what is sadder is the lost people, lost opportunities, a life lived without joy. The photo makes me happy because it is what is human in us and shared that prompted roscoe to reach down and pick it up, to be connected so intensely and suddenly to a stranger.
...but the city and the times ground them down...how unfair and cruel,that damn city...those damn times...what heros these women were! To be able to survive such abuse and insurmountable odds! Its a miracle they even knew someone with a camera who could record their brave and noble effort to scrape out a life in such an oppressive city and times!!
I dont know about anyone else but after Leo brought their plight to my attention I was compeled to print their picture and carry it with me(close to my heart)at all times as to NEVER forget those who have suffer so greatly at the hands of THE MAN