This is not a made-up story.
Yes. My grandmother, Mae, really did ride a Harley.
Once.
Maybe twice.
But, on the back.
Not actually steering.
That is she perched on the rear.
Her roommate on the front.
I have always loved this photograph- since my early years, I wanted to be like her. I guess I took it a step further, though, cuz I really did drive a motorcycle back in the day. Sadly- the pictures are gone.
Which got me to thinking.
Where do lost cameras and photographs go?
I mean... not the truly lost as in a land-fill lost. But, the sort that just got misplaced and someone not related to the event came along behind, picked up and didn't know what to do with? Have you ever found a camera left sitting on a bench at the amusement park and there was not a soul around to claim it?
Well. after reading this I got to contemplating this and discovered that there are several online sites to search for those gone-but-not-forgotten boxes of photos, and apparently the newest trend in cyber-culture... the orphaned memory card or stick.
Wow! There are even lost and found Family Bibles that are hoped to be reunited with some caring loved ones.
For a really large list of photo-databases and links, click here.
But for the original source- try Dead Fred's.
I'm sure that there are many other sources to look through... email them to me at arky artist at yahoo dot com.
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