Baby Bucky

I just went through a major project of digitalizing about twenty years of film negatives.

We took lots of pictures in our early days together and when the pups and Henry were little. We keep the good ones in our album, but the "not so good" ones are scattered around in various boxes. Over the years, the good ones were taken out for reprint or scan, now I can't find some of them. It's a bear to go through a thousand negatives to find "the cute one" of Henry wearing my first knitted baby sweater.

Couple of weeks ago we happened to go to Fry's and I found this scanner that had an attachment and software that could scan negatives. If I take all the negatives out to the camera store they'd charge $0.75 per strip, so everything I stashed in the shoe box would add up to more than $200. The scanner was less than $200, and I don't have to count on some teenager with my precious life long memories. It was an easy decision.

But the scanning was so labor intensive! I can scan two strips at a time, takes about twenty minutes from prep to finish. The negatives have to go in the frame just so, or we'd get the edges and the pictures are no good. It took me a good part of two weeks, scanning every night, and whenever I had a few minutes on weekends.

It's finished, done. I'm happy.

Today I share with you a picture of Bucky's babyhood. He was about ten weeks old, about three or four pounds. He liked to play with the tennis ball, because it was Trinket's toy. His mouth was not big enough to pick up the ball, so he chewed it with those sharp milk teeth until he could grab hold of some thread. Trinket would try to play ball and Bucky would jump all over the place to fight him and grab the ball. Then Bucky would run and hide and play "poor little me". Amazing how he survived it.