A couple of years ago, I did something smart, that had just a tinge of dumb to it! My Super-8 200 Footers were outgrowing their storage place, so I decided to pick a category and give it storage of its own. (-seems smart so far...right?)
So I picked out all my Sunday River Productions railroad films and I got them their own perfectly sized tote. They would live together well protected and organized and I'd never have problems finding them when I needed them.
Smart? Well...not entirely! By gathering them all apart from everything else, I've kind of isolated them and I really have to make a conscious effort to watch them: never on a whim. As a result, I often go quite a while without enjoying them (-Dumb!).
These are actually very special to me. I have my home movies: camping with my parents, canoeing with my wife when we were single, hiking with my little boy, who's going to be 20 this summer. Next to this group, these are the most "me" of all the films I own. My very first Super-8 print was a Sunday River, even before I had a machine to show it on. My second, third and all the way through to the ninth were also. (I got a Blackhawk...sooner or later!)
These are wonderful films: all regions of the world, any decade from the 1930s through the 1980s. Color, black and white, silent and sound. (Sadly, no 'scope: what they missed!). Railroads and Railways long gone, in many cases: lost worlds. The photography and scenery are often wonderful: there are often cases you don't even need to particularly like trains to appreciate these films.
What brings us here now is yesterday I picked up my 66th Sunday River print (-after a dry spell of maybe three years), and even before it lands in the mailbox, I felt like celebrating!
I found that accursed tote and picked out seven to watch: it felt good!
Two Foot Gauge in Maine
The Bridgton and Harrison
Narrow Gauge in Portugal parts 1 and 2
Super-Power for the Steep Ones
Revenue Freight
The Complete Silverton
I turned up the sound: maybe felt the trains down in the floor a little!
(Maybe I should find them a shelf!)
So I picked out all my Sunday River Productions railroad films and I got them their own perfectly sized tote. They would live together well protected and organized and I'd never have problems finding them when I needed them.
Smart? Well...not entirely! By gathering them all apart from everything else, I've kind of isolated them and I really have to make a conscious effort to watch them: never on a whim. As a result, I often go quite a while without enjoying them (-Dumb!).
These are actually very special to me. I have my home movies: camping with my parents, canoeing with my wife when we were single, hiking with my little boy, who's going to be 20 this summer. Next to this group, these are the most "me" of all the films I own. My very first Super-8 print was a Sunday River, even before I had a machine to show it on. My second, third and all the way through to the ninth were also. (I got a Blackhawk...sooner or later!)
These are wonderful films: all regions of the world, any decade from the 1930s through the 1980s. Color, black and white, silent and sound. (Sadly, no 'scope: what they missed!). Railroads and Railways long gone, in many cases: lost worlds. The photography and scenery are often wonderful: there are often cases you don't even need to particularly like trains to appreciate these films.
What brings us here now is yesterday I picked up my 66th Sunday River print (-after a dry spell of maybe three years), and even before it lands in the mailbox, I felt like celebrating!
I found that accursed tote and picked out seven to watch: it felt good!
Two Foot Gauge in Maine
The Bridgton and Harrison
Narrow Gauge in Portugal parts 1 and 2
Super-Power for the Steep Ones
Revenue Freight
The Complete Silverton
I turned up the sound: maybe felt the trains down in the floor a little!
(Maybe I should find them a shelf!)
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