{"id":6234,"date":"2011-02-01T04:25:00","date_gmt":"2011-02-01T04:25:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/?p=6234"},"modified":"2026-10-02T01:36:26","modified_gmt":"2026-10-02T01:36:26","slug":"day-81-photos-slides-and-negatives-throw","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/?p=6234","title":{"rendered":"Day 81 &#8211; Photos, Slides and Negatives (Throw)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In the box I brought inside the other day from the storage shed, I found some old records and stacks upon stacks of photos.\u00a0 I actually threw away hundreds of prints, dozens of slides and a multitude of negatives.\u00a0 I kept\u00a0only a third or less of the total.\u00a0  Getting rid of the negatives was no big deal &#8211; with all the changes in technology, there&#8217;s really no reason to keep a negative strip when you can easily reproduce any picture by scanning it.\u00a0 Likewise, the slides were nothing special and I have no way to view them anyway.\u00a0 I did save two slides &#8211; they were shots of my father on his fishing boat.\u00a0 It wasn&#8217;t until after Dad died (back in 2002) that I realized how very few pictures I had of him&#8230; The pictures I threw away were not hard to part with either.\u00a0 After years of college, seminary, youth ministry and camp counseling, I have photo after photo of school kids, teenagers, classmates and even coworkers whom I hardly recognize &#8230; or don&#8217;t recognize at all! These pictures spanned from my time in LeMars, Iowa (right after college), through seminary days and my time as pastor at Marietta (where I was living when I met Melissa).\u00a0 Looking through all these pics left me with an &#8220;It&#8217;s a Wonderful Life&#8221; sort of feeling&#8230;\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/008-2-scaled.jpg\" alt=\"\"\/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">My old Kentucky home &#8230; where I lived with my good friend\u00a0Tim while\u00a0we were\u00a0students at Asbury Seminary.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/02\/007-1-scaled.jpg\" alt=\"\"\/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Some of the guys on the Smoky Mountains backpacking trip &#8211; I think it was Luke (in the middle) who first suggested I could be the youth pastor at Shelbyville First United Methodist. (See Day 72)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/11\/015-2.jpg\" alt=\"\"\/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Graduation from Asbury Seminary.\u00a0 One of the few pictures I have of me with Dad.\u00a0 \nI know, right?<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/02\/017-1-scaled.jpg\" alt=\"\"\/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">I seriously don&#039;t remember having a goatee so often, but it seems like I have one in about\u00a0every other\u00a0picture.\u00a0 And I&#039;m sure I was unaware of how bad my hair looked\u00a0most of\u00a0the time.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/04\/018-1.jpg\" alt=\"\"\/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">While at Asbury, I learned many things&#8230; including how lucrative Christian marketing can be.\u00a0 Too tired to write about it tonight &#8230; maybe another time&#8230;<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In the box I brought inside the other day from the storage shed, I found some old records and stacks upon stacks of photos.\u00a0 I actually threw away hundreds of prints, dozens of slides and a multitude of negatives.\u00a0 I kept\u00a0only a third or less of the total.\u00a0 Getting rid of the negatives was no [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":3644,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6234","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6234","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=6234"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6234\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6237,"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6234\/revisions\/6237"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/3644"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=6234"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=6234"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=6234"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}