

It also gave him some ideas on how to utilize this new device in his field work.

This adaptor would allow instant 8 x 10 headshots to be available instantly but in a 8 x 10 format, & I was lucky enough to be his model for that process.
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He proceeded to install a newly received adaptor from Polaroid, to aid photographers in the shooting of headshots. He had me up to his studio many times, & one day I stopped by, just to say hi, when he asked me to sit on a stool in front of a camera. When I graduated from college in 1976, I returned to New London, CT where I bumped into, & re-established my friendship with Robin. Late one night, last week, I happened to look at one of my pictures which was shot by none other than Robin Perry, who just happened to be a friend of the family, but also my first headshot photographer in 1977. It will be good to hear his voice again…! I’ll try to work on these as time permits.Īlso have a few recorded telephone conversations – sitting on cassettes. There are dozens of printed material waiting to be copied and 30+ slides to be scanned. I still have to transfer about 18 comments. The bulk of the above material was copied from my previous website design. Then on page 8, in the top left corner – the following is shown:Īpproximately 8,000 prints, negatives, and On page 7, there’s a heading labelled “ Photograph Collection”. › The following was once found in this document → Note as of Jan-2017 > the website is now called Īnd their Annual Reports go back 10 years – now starting at 2007. To contribute, contact General Manager John Bloom at (202) 662-7534. Perry’s bequest is an exciting start for the Centennial fund, said Club Treasurer Donna Leinwand. Perry, who died in June 2005, in Indialantic, Fla., belonged to the Club from January 1977 to March 1995. The Board voted last month to use the money to create a new fund to finance the celebration of the Club’s upcoming centennial. The late Robin Livingston Perry, a commercial photographer and prolific author, has bequeathed $20,158 to the Club. › The following was found in this document, on page 3 → National_Press_Club,Vol56,No28.pdf › Robin Perry wrote an article about ‘Cameras’ in the NY Times → Arts section, published March 8th 1981. › A few comments were posted in a → thread. › Marco wrote a memorium at his website → Marco Zecchin Photographic Art.

Published by Perry Studios of Waterford Ct I found this story by searching at Google News Archive. Love Sade, sixties soul, seventies rock, and all jazz.› Here’s an article from The Day newspaper, dated Mar-31-1975. Worked as a commercial photographer at JL Hudsons in Detroit and continue photography as a hobby.

Major hobbies are collecting old stuff from the 20s and restoring old racing bicycles. Joining the navy many years later, I was able to put my shoe shining skills to use, always having the best shined shoes in my recruit company.įredric Durrette served one tour in Vietnam, retired as E8 in the navy submarine service after 23 years. Higgins bicycle one Christmas, I chucked my shoe shine box and signed up to deliver newspapers. When Santa finally answered my requests and delivered a brand new J. Many adults started using special shine fluids that ruined your shoes when they got wet. Whereas before, the shoe shine stand was a place to extend friendly conversation about world affairs or sports, it was now just a place to get a quick shine. I can remember when the unionized shoe shiners even began wearing their own style of uniforms. Men working the railroad terminal became unionized and wouldn’t even allow us to set up outside of the terminal. As the price increased, more adult men suddenly got into the shoe shining business. Over time, however, adults started getting into the shoeshine business and prices increased. Men were extremely proud of their shoes that were genuine leather and probably Italian or brands like Florsheims. Trousers had to have razor sharp creases, and shoes had to be polished. In those days, adult men were very conscious of how they looked in public. Sometimes, we’d pack our boxes and just set up on a corner of a busy street near the local bar. Competition was high at these two sites, however, it was first come, first served, or who was the tougher to get a spot on the sidewalk just outside of the terminal. Then there was the Greyhound bus station and the Michigan Central railroad train terminal. My local barber shop had a chair set up where you could shine the shoes of the customers after they got their hair cut. If you had a bicycle, you could try to get a paper route. As a poor kid in Detroit, there were several ways to earn a little pocket change.
