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13 March 2020

These days it seems that everybody has a camera.

Whenever you go anywhere or see anything, chances are that the crowd around you all, like you, have their cell phones out.  Sometimes I think we pay more attention to the phone than to the subject of the photography.

This certainly would be a great surprise to Conrad Heyer, who is believed to be the earliest born American photographed alive.

This photo is making the rounds on the Internet, and Snopes verifies it as valid.  Heyer, in this photo, is 103 years old (look pretty good for 103!).  He was a veteran of the revolutionary war, who served in 1777.

According to the Main Historical Society,

Conrad Heyer (1749-1856) was reputed to be the first white child born in Waldoboro, [Maine], then a German immigrant community. Other sources list his birth date as 1753.

He served in the Continental Army for one year, discharged mid-December 1777.

Heyer bought a farm in Waldoboro after the war, where he lived the rest of his life. When he died in 1856, he was buried with full military honors. After the introduction of the daguerreotype to the United States, Heyer is credited as the earliest-born American to be photographed.

While I was obviously not around during the days of the daguerreotype, I have certainly seen a grand evolution of the camera in my lifetime.

The first camera our family had was a cardboard box with a rectangular wire that you pulled up out of the camera and used to center your subject.  Then when the film (which was loaded in the camera when you got it) was finished, you mailed the whole camera off to...somewhere...and they returned your photos and a new camera.

I got my first "real" camera for Christmas in 1953 and the rest is history!  When I picked up my first prints from the first roll of film in the camera, I went home excited, determined to make memories, taking pictures of all of our activities.  Most of my photos were in black and white because color was so expensive.  And I spent a lot on flash bulbs--remember flash bulbs?

All I have to do is look around me to see how amazingly successful I was in my goal to make memories!  Entirely TOO successful.

I had a simple film camera, one or another of them, until Walt and I married and decided to get a 35 mm camera.  Walt took a lot of the photos--maybe most of them--in those days.  The camera took 2x2" slides (or are they 3"x3"?) and we have several boxes of them, and no projector with which to show them.  (I'm thinking specifically of some very nice photos we took in Death Valley)

My sister was a big photographer too.  In Jeri's first month of life, we took 200 pictures of her, most taken by Karen.  We have pictures of Jeri sleeping in every outfit she owned.

In 2000, I received a digital camera as a gift.  It stored photos on a 3" floppy disk and I started carrying disks with me everywhere.  I have lots of boxes of those disks, especially from our first trips with Mike and Char.

Eventually I got a better digital camera and could store photos on my computer.  That was my way of photographing things until I got my latest cell phone with a better lens than my digital camera had.

Now all of my photos are taken with my phone.  In the old days when I had a camera, there weren't that many people who took pictures.  Now EVERYBODY takes photos.

Having been through so many different kinds of ways to take photos and "make memories," I wonder what is going to be the next way to take pictures.  I wonder what Conrad Heyer would say...



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