We spent some time in the Blacksburg area, last year.
This was really just a way to check out the campus, at Virginia Tech. The campus was far more massive than I had expected, and I was expecting it.
The student body at VT is actually 19 times the population of the small town I live in, for reference.
The buildings were towering old brick and mortar, edged out with ornately decorated limestone.
When we went, we had caught the students at lunch time. They were swarming around with the focus of worker ants. Some road bikes, some jogged, but all clearly had singular focus.
There are several antique, and thrift stores in the area, and I know we hadn’t hit them all. The place I got this photo was called Treasures Cove.
We arrived a few minutes before their closing time, which I always hate to do to anyone. The owner let us in, and urged us to take our time, as he was in no hurry.
There was a lot to look at, a lot of glass and crystal, some militia memorabilia, a scant few tin toys, and dolls.
The aisles were lined with locked glass cabinets, which were all fairly tidy and fingerprint-less.
Mostly I remember the kindness of the owner, his charm, his low prices, and his willingness to help us with any questions we might have had.
This picture caught my eye because of his striking similarity to one of my uncles, even down to the vacant look in his eye, and stylish mustache.
Though, I do believe this photo is post-mortem, I am not positive. I notice things like the post positioned behind the man, that looks to be some kind of coat rack. I think it might be something used to prop up this man, so they could manage a photo as lively as they could.
I also notice the little dabs of gold paint used to adorn the man’s attire and make the photo more lifelike.
Old photography had such strange tricks to capture the desired effect. Its why I find these pictures so intriguing; the lengths people went to create something that was special, and the sheer ingenuity involved.