This just in from my Aunt Vicki: "All those fotos you have from Zaidie, my Uncle Harry most of my life, I saw as they came out of the chemical bath. He was wonderful and passionate about his photography and he taught all of us how it was done. Standing next to him in the basement dark room (Highland Ave) in the red light sniffing the chemical smells and bathing the pix in the bathtub, hanging them on the line to dry. These images remain because he was so patient and treated us with respect, like we were all capable of doing what he was doing... Man, that's love!!!"
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