Way before the casinos took root and spread down the Boardwalk, the Million Dollar Pier and pony airplanes provided some of the early entertainment in Atlantic City. At least that’s what you’d surmise from a…
Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
Way before the casinos took root and spread down the Boardwalk, the Million Dollar Pier and pony airplanes provided some of the early entertainment in Atlantic City. At least that’s what you’d surmise from a…
Posted in Art, civil rights movement, history, and Photos
No one seemed to want the framed poster of the smiling and jovial Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and Malcolm X. The auctioneer’s voice lingered on the call-out for bids, but no hands with numbers…
Whenever I visit Longwood Gardens near Philadelphia, I always head to the amazing little nook that is its orchid house, where the plants are always in bloom in seemingly every color of the rainbow, healthy and…
This is the story of an educator who apparently saw himself as much more than that. In the back room of an auction house recently, I came across tons of his freelance photos, proofs and…
The duct tape was what snagged me. I had seen the worn and lined face of the elderly black man in the black and white photo, gazed upon it momentarily, dropped it back on the…
Posted in Black history, Ephemera/Paper/Documents, and Photos
I went looking for the tintypes and Cabinet cards of photos of African Americans. I knew that we helped to settle the West – even though I never learned that in history class – so…
They were loving each other at a time when it was taboo in his country. But the couple in the photographs did not betray any hint of the turmoil that their love could cause them…
The stack of black and white photographs with hints of color were propped against a table leg behind a lackluster print of a little girl and a garden. I instantly suspected that some auction-goer had secretly placed…
I could feel the woman’s eyes on me as I flipped through the book of black and white photographs. Without even seeing her face, I knew what she was thinking. I was taking my time…