Well last Sepia - Saturday's photo was on the serious side and not to be out done by Kat, I have a donkey entry. I thought I would hit you all with a crazy one this time.
I found this in a bunch of emails my brother-in-law forwards over to me. It was part of a power point slide presentation. I have no clue what that presentation was for but it has some very erie music played on a tin whistle, and begins with a photo of the Russian Army, the last Zsar of Russia, his wife, and son. There must be 50 old photos in the presentation so you all are in for some more from that collection. The photos are from around the early 1900's to the 1940's.
This photo looks like it is a soldier walking through a field. It seems there are two other soldiers in the background, one with a gun. But why is this soldier carrying this donkey? Shouldn't it be the other way around? At the very least that donkey should be carrying some of those soldiers supplies.
Well, one thing is for sure, donke…
Okay I know what you're saying; "this guy has an obsession with bridges." Well that is pretty much the truth. I find them fascinating. They are works of art that function. Some span small rivers some large rivers. All are carrying busy people over hazardous water. Some are quaint like covered bridges. Some are scary like suspension bridges. Some make u feel like you are flying or floating. And some bridges are simply spectacular like the French King Bridge below.
The bridge was built in 1932 and is a three arch span. It was part of a new highway replacing part of the old Mohawk Trail which wound through several small villages.
As that lengthy title goes, the French King Bridge was named for a rock that sits just upstream. At times this rock is underwater but mostly it is exposed. Although, it's not as exposed as u see in the lower back&white postcard. The reason for the water fluctuation is from a dam not to far down river the produces electricity. The postcard …
This post is chock full of good tidbits. I probably should have written two separate posts but think of it as a bonus double Sepia Saturday post.
The first post card is of a group of "clam shanties or shacks." The City of Newburyport was once famous for the clams harvested from Joppa Flats which are just to the right in the postcard image. The flats are exposed at low tide. Because the flats produced thousands of bushels of clams per season they needed to have "clam shuckers" to process them. The shuckers worked out of these shacks. You can see a few of these crusty old salts in the second postcard.
To shuck a clam the shucker would insert a knife blade into the clam to cut the muscle the clam uses to hold the shell closed. They would then open the shell and scoop out the contents which they then dropped into a pail. They did this over and over and did it with speed and accuracy. I can't imagine how they could do it so fast. I tried to shuck some clams once. I e…