FOUND by Caroline R. in Manhattan, New York City, New York
I found this while clearing out scanners at an NYU student computer lab where I was working as a lab tech. We kept it in the lost & found for a year but it was never claimed. I love the palpable sense of fun and camaraderie. I also love the skirts. On the back is a “Happy Bros. Photos” ink stamp and the name “Dinny” written in pencil.
FOUND by N. J. Rogers in Beachhaven, Auckland, New Zealand
I found these set of photos in an envelope in a little op shop where I used to volunteer. When I opened the packet I felt like I was sneaking glances at someones misplaced memories. Did they know they’d thrown them out? Was it a relative who chucked them when cleaning out the deceaseds house? Either way, they’re beautiful. I don’t know what to do with them. But I’ll never throw them away.
Stopping and browsing at a local yard sale about a year ago, I picked up a copy of Alcoholics Anonymous and found the attached photo. It was probably taken overseas during World War II. At first, I thought it was in the tropics, but the landscape belies that. Perhaps it was taken @ a US military base. It is inscribed on the back: “Don’t I look ambitious, the regular stenographer. Also notice how bald yours truly is getting.”
I found this while rummaging through some photographs. I think this photo is of the Graf Spee, a German battle-cruiser built toward the end of World War I that was used in World War II. She sank nine allied merchant ships in 1939. British and New Zealand cruisers hunted her down and badly damaged her in December, 1939. Captain Langsdorff entered a port in neutral Uruguay and let go the prisoners he’d rescued from the ships he’d sunk. He then pulled out of port and eventually scuttled the ship, taking his own life at the same time.
Found this old school small square black and white photo of “Bertha and Mom” (so it states on the back) while walking to work the other day at the corner of S. Charles St. and Ostend St. in Federal Hill, Baltimore. It was in the gutter and had been driven over numerous times, but when I saw it I instantly knew it was my first find.
I found this photo in a book I bought at an estate sale in my neighborhood. After finding the picture, I went back to the sale to see if there were any others shots like this, but there were only the usual family photos. All I could find out about the family was that they were Greek/American. I’ve often wondered if they ran a Greek diner in a black neighborhood when they first moved to the U.S. I’ve also wondered why the picture was put away in the book. But mostly I’ve wondered about what it was like for the men on both sides of the clear dividing line of that counter.