Super 8
Vince had to buy a half terabyte hardrive to store the video converted from all the super 8 cannisters my family had stored away in various boxes. As a child, I remember a couple of times watching them projected on a big screen in the garage. Since then, they’ve sat unusable, tucked away and vaguely remembered.
This Easter, I plan to surprise my family as we gather in Carthage with DVD versions of several hours of precious family memories. Like many post WWII families, there are soundless flickering images of travels through America’s heartland. And then there are more recent video of things like me moonwalking to Michael Jackson records in the 1980s…
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