Seeing My Photos Again

This week on October 24, I marked 36 years at your Ada News. I know at least a few of my readers will remember what Ada looked like in 1988, and who I was then, just 25 years old.

I photographed these girls on a swing at Hayes School, on my very first day at The Ada News. Some people on social media saw this image this week, and suggested getting these people together to recreate this image, since they would be in their 40s now, and I love that idea. Let's make it happen!
I photographed these girls on a swing at Hayes School, on my very first day at The Ada News. Some people on social media saw this image this week, and suggested getting these people together to recreate this image, since they would be in their 40s now, and I love that idea. Let’s make it happen!

The passing years have brought changes, but the essence of the work we do at the paper hasn’t changed: bringing you the news.

One thing that’s been on my mind for a while is the idea that my photographs – photographs of you, your friends, your family, and our community – deserve to see the light of day again. It kills me to think that a really nice image I made lots of years ago is sitting in a Kodak box tucked away under my desk, might not ever be seen again.

On a Friday night at Norris Field in 1988, while covering the Ada Cougars on their way to their 15th State Championship, I made this image of scout saluting the flag. Everyone loved this image.
On a Friday night at Norris Field in 1988, while covering the Ada Cougars on their way to their 15th State Championship, I made this image of scout saluting the flag. Everyone loved this image.

Thinking about this is a broader context, I wonder how many newspapers and their photographs were lost or destroyed or are sitting in a storage building somewhere, only having been published once and forgotten.

I don’t yet know what I am going to do about it, but I know that if I don’t make an effort to archive and preserve and reshare the tens of thousands of images I made during the film era (before digital), it won’t get done.

I am also mindful of my own ideas about big, seemingly overwhelming projects: chisel away at them one tiny bit at a time. What if I dug out and scanned just 10 photos a week? It would get done slowly, but it would get done.

Finally, thank you for reading our newspaper. We love bringing you the news.

In November 1988, I made this image to go with a story about Hanukkah, and it, too, was very well-received.
In November 1988, I made this image to go with a story about Hanukkah, and it, too, was very well-received.