October 23, 1995: Finishing My Color Printing Course

Today was the final day of my “Color Printing Course” that I have been taking at Kodak in Rochester. This, as I recall, was the final photography class that I took at Kodak. I took several over the years including classes on composition and darkroom techniques. I have been a member of the Kodak Camera Club (the KCC) for some time at this point and use the darkroom facilities which are open to members up at the Theater on the Ridge inside of Kodak Park in Greece, New York located at the corner of Ridge Road and Lake Avenue.

Now that I have completed this class I now carry a card which authorizes me to use Kodak’s commercial color developing machines. This will make it vastly easier for me to do color darkroom work. Color is much more time consuming and difficult than black and white and lends itself far less to manual intervention. Now I can do the base darkroom work and then use the high quality processing machines just like professionals use.

It is really great that I am able to take classes on photography via the Kodak Camera Club as they are considered the best place to take classes – even better than the school which specialize in photography. The dark room facilities here are the best in the world. It is a very impressive experience to come here for all of my photography work.

July 5, 1995: The Gang Driving to Flint, Michigan

This was a pretty epic day. Today Nate, Joe, Josh, Jeff, Rich, and I loaded up in a car and Nate’s minivan and did a road trip from back home in New York out to get me moved into my new apartment in Flint, Michigan so that I could start my new semester at GMI Engineering & Management Institute this coming week. The last two semesters I had been living in the dorms, as was required. This semester some school chums and I have rented a big six bedroom house just off campus where we will be living – Jamie Quaderer, Aaron Teedee, Russell Sarquis were my primary roommates, and a guy that went by “Lurch” who was an older student and lived in our basement.

The drive from NY to MI went surprisingly quick, it took us only five hours to make the entire trip which including crossing into and back out of Canada. Most of the drive was across the Ontario Peninsula on Canadian highways. We had an awesome time, both on the drive and when we got out to Flint and moved me in.

The house that we rented was, of course, a complete dump. Very run down, terrible condition, definitely used as temporary student housing. I had a room in the back with a view onto the drive way on the first floor. Jamie and Russ lived upstairs. Aaron was on the main floor, but the opposite side of the house from me. It was a surprisingly private arrangement even with five of us living in the house.

The gang all crashed at the house for the weekend. Since almost all of Sonic Brass was there, we played some out on the street, too. The past couple of months had been a busy Sonic Brass touring line up so we were in shape and wanting to play. But this was really the last of Sonic Brass in any real sense, things would be so busy during and after this semester that we’d never really get back to touring as a group again.

I really only had this house for three months, this was the start of what would end up being my final semester at GMI. My first two semesters had not been great, I was pretty disappointed in the program overall and this semester really drove it home with far less competent professors and more university bungling. My time here really taught me about the sad state of the American education system.

This would be not only my last stint at GMI, but my last time seeing Michigan for nearly a quarter century! So weird to have studied and lived here at such a critical time in my life and then not to return for so long and then only for a few hours when, more than twenty years later, I bring my wife and kids here to drive around campus and to track down this house to show them where I lived so long before.

This memory was recorded in the fall of 2020.

July 2, 1995: Lee Greenwood at Buffalo Hill Village

This evening, Nathan Parker and I went to the Buffalo Hill Village campground in Varysburg, New York for a massive fireworks show and the Lee Greenwood concert. This might sound bizarre to someone reading this in the future, but country shows like this were all the rage in the mid-1990s and having a show like this out in the countryside near where we grew up was a really big deal.

I remember the show quite vividly, I am not writing this article until late 2020. It was a nice evening and a good concert. We had a lot of fun and the fireworks was definitely the biggest I’ve ever seen anywhere even by the time that I am in my mid forties and am writing this. But I was just nineteen when we went to the concert.

It was an outdoor concert at a campground. So we sat on the ground in a huge field, surrounded by woods, on very hilly terrain making a sort of natural amphitheater, although not a very good one. Very appropriate for the kind of concert, though, and for a giant fireworks display.