"In his domestic administration my father had this system . . . to keep a journal and insert in it all occurrences of any note . . . A record very pleasant to look at when time begins to efface the memory of events, and very well suited to get us out of perplexity: When was such and such a thing begun? When completed? What retinues came? How long did they stay? Our trips, our absences; marriages; deaths; the receipt of happy or unhappy news . . . An ancient custom, which I think it would be good to revive, each man in each man's home. And I think I am a fool to have neglected it." (Montaigne, Book I, Essay 35 (publ. 1580))

Monday, January 13, 2014

Did it really only take two minutes to capture the best family photo of 2014?

It's obviously pretty early in the year, but still:  how great is this picture?  (Yes, click-to-enlarge it.)


Dispositive evidence of the two-minutes-past-midnight photo-capture time can be gleaned from the digital clock on the mantel (clearly visible beyond the Haag-girls-fueled shenanigans in the foreground of the photo).  As anyone who's visited St. Joe has learned via EMG:  that particular clock is super-accurate based on atomic or nuclear or somesuch shmancy technology.

I'll let Grandma set the scene:
A Belated Happy New Year to All,    We are sending the picture of our New Years Eve Party.  Don’t you wish you could have been here?  I am standing there with the telephone in my hand.  We were talking to Carol, and wanted to let her hear what was going on here. . . The 4 merry-makers are on the floor having a great time.  It looks like a huge mess.  However when it was over, everything was cleaned up, and the confetti was put back in a bag for next year.  At midnight Grandpa shot his gun out the deck door.  We don’t know if anyone heard it.   For the occasion Alison made some glasses for me and Barb.  She attached mine to my regular glasses.  Alison made the year 2014 out of cutout letters, and then taped them to the top of our glasses.  She also added a horse to show that 2014 is the year of the horse in China.  Grandpa weighed the confetti, and said it weighed 2 pounds.  The same stuff has been used at least 3 years over and over again.    We went to Mass at 6:30 on New Years Eve.  Later in the evening we had a fondue treat that Barb and the girls put together.   We also had a non-alcoholic drink.  We hope that 2014 is a good year for all.
Initial thoughts:

1.  How was this captured?  Pure luck with a timer or remote control?

2.  Did Grandpa have time to blast his gun at midnight, and then leap into this photo at 12:02a?  Seems like a tight timetable - isn't he still recovering from multi-car wreckery?

3.  Can I buy glasses like those somewhere online?

4.  Used confetti.

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