I clutch a slide tray filled with family memories. I am both sad and nostalgic after reading the news of Kodachrome’s sudden retirement. Post-card slides of sand and sun, seagulls and peanut butter, tumbleweeds and dessert storms, and s’mores and campfires. This film holds a history of one long brilliant sunny day.
We spent Sunday evenings gathered in front of the slide projector making rabbit ears grow large over Grandpa standing on the dock with his prize-winning fish. We ate popcorn and laid out on the living room floor in silky sleeping bags. We celebrated birthdays and weddings in seamless stretches of time. The following week, we returned again. Our endless sunny day.
While I will deeply miss Kodachrome, we must push on.