The title of this post has nothing to do with my blog. It has everything to do with a memory of mine. When I was little, we spent many hours looking at slides on my Dad's Kodak Carousel Projector. You may remember these. The slides were put in this round receptacle, which was attached to the top of the projector. It moved along when you pushed the button, dropping each slide one by one into the projector.
I loved looking at slides when I was young. Usually, they were from some time within that year, when we were having a great time. Whether it was a neighborhood crab feast, or a summer with my cousins on the Eastern Shore of Maryland, it was fun to revisit that time. Now that I've scanned these slides, I often watch a "slide show" on my laptop for a trip down memory lane.
When I was scanning my Dad's old slides onto my computer, I came upon the slide above. It brought back just as many memories as the other slides did. Carousel provided this slide so that you could place it in the last slot. That way, you would know when the "show was over". I can remember sitting in a dark living room, eyes wide and used to the lack of light. Just when you were used to taking in every slide, this one would show up. OW! It was bright! Even though back then it was an annoyance, I scanned it anyway. It was part of the whole experience. And Mr. Director kind of makes me laugh!