Goings on in an Assisted Living facility

 I didn't go to see Kay yesterday because I was so  tired from getting up at 3 for an hour or so that I didn't know if I was just tired or still had a cold.  Later it  was apparent that I was more tired that sick.  Today I went over and found her in the dining room which was almost empty She seemed very glad to see me.  When the caregiver tried to help her up she slapped his hand away.  Preferring to have me do everything I suppose.  We went for her treats which included a couple truffles and almost two graham crackers.  I had no banana to offer her.  We went back to the dining room but although it was prepared for a meeting of some kind no one was in it.  That was to come later I suppose.  I took her to her room for the rest of the stay which was quite short.  

These places like I live in are very compact and it is very obvious there are no secrets.  The kitchen outdid itself this morning and served Belgium Waffles.  A real treat as the norm is powdered eggs and maybe a sausage patty   if we are lucky.  Of course it was way too much for me but I enjoyed it anyway.  The kitchen was made for serving a few arrivals at a time not a hundred all at once.  The quality suffers because of that usually.  Although I think they could improve it  with a little more money.  If there is room for only one cook at a time things tend to be cold before being served. 

They are preparing for an inspection by the state of some kind of the medical department procedure.   

One of the people involved in the preparation for the inspection was offered a modeling job when much younger.  
  She spends her mornings watching what goes on in the med room. From my days in photography I was pretty sure from her looks and the way she carried herself she had been a model.  She confirmed that she had been offered a job as a runway model.   Before I was able to find out more we were interrupted by blabbermouth who talks about nothing but herself.  Except for age she could still do modeling of the teen variety but she has some enhancements done over the years that would have to be reversed. She knows I was a photographer because  she has seen  the pictures on the wall in my room.     

Photography in my life.

It's been a mystery to me why everyone isn't interested in taking pictures during their life, why they don't plant and have flowers wherever they live.  I have always done that. Photography has been a large part of my life and I have now made of total mess of them.  I will explain this later if you are still with me.  Now I think I will go back over how it all came about.  I am talking about pictures now and where it lead me.  


Before I was able to take pictures or even get a camera my folks or a relative some way or other took some pictures. So even though I moved around a lot I have an occasional picture of me or the family somewhere. These would be added to my pictures and movies when I really got into it later about the time I got marred.   I comment on this because I found that not everyone had an interest in taking family pictures.  I met some people recently nearly my age which is ninety who have hardly a picture of their past. That was inconceivable to me.  


I was able to get into photography when  I in the Army at the end of WW2 in Germany where I was able to trade a non working radio to a German for an old 2.25 by 3.75 film pack

camera. Because flash bulbs were not available I took some pictures with flash powder like in the real old days.     I had always heard of German engineering so tried to get one of their Lica cameras but to no avail.  What I did learn was they also made a lousy cameras too. I had to use one on my trip to Berlin in October '45. I  even had some glass negatives all of which of\\have  disappeared somehow.  But if you have ever worked with a glass negative it is no mystery   of how the old photographers were able to do such marvelous work.  A glass  negative is just out of this world when compared to standard negatives, even the best ones.  The effect is not obtainable in other forms of photography in my opinion.
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