Month: November 2017

Facebook Posts From Old Newspapers

In researching for my historical novels, I’ve read through old newspapers from Colorado’s early mining days. I planned fun trips to historical archives and libraries only to be told that the historic newspapers had been scanned and are available online. I could read them from the comfort of my easy chair. So much for writing off research trips as a business expense.

The easy chair is comfortable, but the print is tiny and scans can be hard to read. Still, the newspapers give a glimpse of everyday life in an old mining town. It turns out, people in the old days wanted to be connected in the same way we want to connect today.

A section in the Lake City paper reads just like Facebook and Twitter, except without pictures and modern terms.

I thought I’d translate a couple of the old bits of news into Social Media Speak.

From Silver World, Lake City Colorado, January 8, 1876

Mr. H.M. Rhoads, of the Mountaineer, has gone east to be married. The happy event is to occur about Christmas.

On Facebook, this would read:

H.M. Roads was tagged in a post.

Twenty days and counting. Soon I’ll be Mrs. Roads. Boston, here we come. #Christmaswedding #Bringonthegifts

 

From Silver World, Lake City Colorado, January 8, 1876

Sam Hougland has returned from Saguache.

On Facebook, this would read:

Sam Hougland added 35 photos to his album – Saugache trip.

Had a great trip to Saguache to visit my aunt and cousins. #Saugachetravel #Cousinpranks #Lovemyfamily

 

From Silver World, Lake City Colorado, February 19, 1876

A very pleasant party was had at the residence of J.H Surles on Last Monday evening.

On Facebook, this would read:

Loved seeing all these crazy friends again. Who says you can’t party on a Monday? And, Jules, next time, no wine for you. LOL. #Lovemyfriends #Toomuchchocolate

 

From Silver World, Lake City Colorado, January 15, 1876

People who have parrots ought to consider before they teach them bad language.

On Facebook, this would read:

Bwaaa Haa haa. Toby taught his parrot to say @@**@. Here is a video of unsuspecting old ladies walking past. #Parrotcusswords #Nevertrustaparrot

 

From Silver World, Lake City Colorado, January 29, 1876

Snow is several feet deep at timber line on Pikes Peak.

On Facebook, this would read:

Snow is several feet deep at timber line on Pikes Peak. #Mustbewinter

Some things never change.

 

From Silver World, Lake City Colorado, January 29, 1876

A little boy led his dog two miles recently to see if his hind feet would catch up with is front ones; and still some people think juveniles haven’t original theories.

I’ll just leave that last one, although I can think of lots of fun hashtags.

The ability to post high quality pictures and videos has undoubtedly altered our world, for better or for worse. And, the lack of censorship has changed the tone of the posts. But human nature and the need for community hasn’t changed.

 

 

 

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Worst Photographer Ever

Welcome to my very first blog post.

I’m told I should include photographs. Problem is, I’m the worst photographer ever. Some of my friends are incredible photographers. Don’t expect that here. Others search the internet for free pictures to include in their blogs. What’s the fun in that?

I’ll include my own photographs, such as they are. Some look like Pintrest fails, but, who doesn’t love a good Pintrest fail?

 

Some turn out blurry, particularly ones taken after my daughter’s performances. What is it about musical theater and opera that leaves me shaky? Here are pictures from Bye, Bye Birdie, The King and I, and Magic Flute (Star Wars version). I’m not worried about posting pictures of people without their permission, because no one will recognize them.

In my defense, how am I supposed to hold the camera steady when it’s so far from my body? In the old days, I could brace my elbows and arms tight against my torso and peek through the hole. Now I have to hold the camera a foot in front of my face. No wonder the pictures turn out blurry.

Sometimes the phone has a mind of its own. I’m not talking about times when friends or children hijack the phone and fill it with crazy selfies. Where do all these pictures of people’s feet come from? I don’t even know who some of those legs belong to.

I’ve tried to be trendy and take cute photos of myself. But, I’m not young enough to get by with cute anymore. Here is a series of selfies my daughter took on a mountain top.

Here are a couple of me with my kids. I am the scary lady next to the youngsters. Once my daughter posed herself in a field of wildflowers and asked me to take pictures. Beautiful. When I posed myself next to a wildflower, she said I looked like I fell down. Sad.

There are pictures with cluttered backgrounds. Here is one on my daughter’s wedding day (on the way to meet the professional photographer). Notice the empty potato chip bag tucked on the seat next to her wedding dress.

The teapot on the coffee table is supposed to look writerly.  My author friends post pictures of teapots with Bibles and inspirational sayings. Anyone wonder what kind of shoes I kicked off earlier that day? My grandmother loved pictures like these. She studied the background so she could learn about our home and our lives. Old Polaroids were filled with clutter and she loved them.

I’ve tried the specialty photos. Here, my daughter wanted to look like she was holding the boulder. But, the two feet between her hands and the rock ruin the effect.

I read on social media that one way to view the eclipse without special glasses was to take a selfie with it in the background. Disappointing.

Every once in a while, God creates a picture so amazing that even I can’t mess it up.

Here’s to a long run of blog posts with mediocre photography and an occasional winner.