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The History of Photography Part V or Parents Day Two

Posted in baby photography, Baltimore, Mayfield, Photography, Uncategorized on March 24, 2012 by smpiv

May 5, 2001.

Nothing particularly historic happened on this day.  The history would happen in September.

For many it was another Cinco de Mayo; for most another sunny spring day; this being Baltimore, probably a sad day for a family being informed that their son had died, tragically, from a gunshot wound.  For me it was my second day of fatherhood and the last day for my 4×5 camera.

Min had arrived the day before at Gate 2A at BWI.  It was an event witnessed by a number of people, including a gaggle of nuns, who had heard why Lisa, myself and several other couples were waiting there.  We were couples waiting to be parents.

It was a moment that had arrived after two plus years of emotional peaks and valleys.  After interminable parenting classes, inspections of our house by the Fire Department, a building inspector and a class on baby CPR–we still weren’t ready.

We had all the stuff.  I had finished his room the week before.  The house had been repainted to be sure that lead paint wouldn’t poison our boy.  The roll playing with the adoption agency was over and we, along with our neighbors, were beyond excited.

We still weren’t ready.

When the skyway door opened Min was in the lead, strapped papoose style to a diminutive Korean doctor, who, for a minor monetary reward, had carried Min from Seoul to Tokyo, from Tokyo to Los Angeles, from LA to Chicago and finally from Chicago to BWI.

There was no doubt that this was Min.  We had seen his picture and his hair stood on end, practically a Mohawk.  His eyes darted around the concourse, looking.  Looking for us?  I doubt it, but the doctor was definitely looking for us. 

When our two paths finally crossed the doctor said, “Good flight. Good baby. Good luck.”  And he disappeared.  We were no longer a couple, but parents.

Ready or not.

The image attached to this blog, taken following that fateful day in May, is the last picture I would take with my 4×5 camera.  Hardly by design, but it just happened that way.

Finely etched on Kodak Ektachrome it has all the detail and tonal range large negs are known for and the prints from the neg are luscious–this is my Madonna and Child.

A wonderful beginning and a wonderful end—thank you Korea and thank you Kodak.