In the summer of 1955, I purchased the wedding gift for my husband-to-be: The Polaroid camera show in this picture. We were married in Massachusetts on Sept. 3, 1955. This picture was taken sometime in 1956, in either Illinois or Missouri. Bill was in the Air Force, stationed at Scott Air Force Base. Most Sundays we spent touring in Missouri. The camera and case, plus many pictures are in my home in Massachusetts. This picture travels back and forth with me as I love Bill’s smile looking at me. He enjoyed using the camera for many years. I am a widow for almost 11 years. — Mary Ann Kennally, Naples
Maybe you still use it now and then. Or perhaps it’s gathering dust on some shelf in the garage or waiting in a box, ready for your next yard sale. Your Polaroid. Brownies and Instamatics were fine, but no other camera gave the shooter the immediacy, the intimacy and the elation of reproducing life in their hand.