How I Accumulated a Lifetime of Pictures and What to do with Them

February 28, 2024

I am sitting in front of three boxes full of a lifetime collection of pictures, trying to figure out what to do with them. But wait! What about the albums on the shelves? There are twenty-four albums chock-full of photos. But there is more: I inherited my father’s twenty-five albums, including duplicates of the images I gave him. His albums also have pictures he brought out from Hungary, containing photographs of my mom when she was young when they married and then of his three boys and grandchildren growing up. Before I forget, there are also hundreds of slides. What should I do with thousands of photographs and slides of family, travel, and events?

I digitized slides and photos that I considered memorable. Those taken with a digital camera are on my computer, on Google Cloud, with duplicates on an external storage device. I even bought a “photostick” that sucked up all my pictures from the computer to have a portable copy, but it did not have enough storage space. And I produced picture books of our travels using Shutterfly software.

So, should I dump the three boxes? When I looked at some of the old pictures in the boxes, I found some that I could not place in my digital collection. We should go through the boxes to make sure we do not dump some memorable pictures!

Although I initially used film cameras with everybody else, I started shooting exponentially more pictures when digital cameras arrived, making it easy and fast to click, edit, and store images. I bought my first digital camera, an Olympus, at Carleton Place, a small town near Ottawa. I paid over C$1500! That camera sold for half this price a year later, but I wanted to buy a digicam for our trip to Asia in 2004.

The Canon G9 was my next digital camera; it looked like a small brick and fit into my hand with a comfortable hold but was a bit larger than fitting easily into a pocket. It was light enough to carry it in my hand or backpack.

Then I moved to what I considered a professional camera, buying a Sony SLT-A55V sold as a special deal one Xmas with many filters, lenses, and other photographic equipment. I thought it was a value deal for C$1000. I used that camera on many travel trips by adding another lens that photographers call the “traveling lens,” combining short and long-distance shooting without changing the lenses. This camera came with its bag, which I had to carry in addition to other suitcases on our travels.

The Sony camera was heavy when we hiked the Camino Santiago in Spain. I was also paranoid about being robbed carrying such fancy equipment (I also took the G9 in my backpack as a backup).

An Epson Multi-Media Storage Viewer added to the weight of the camera gear I carried on our travels. I was trigger-happy snapping pictures, and I thought I needed this device to download and edit the images I snapped daily.

But technology never stops, and I began using my cell phone camera, a Samsung Galaxy, for our trip to Pune, India, in 2018. Taking pictures with the cell phone was just too easy and comfortable. As a backup to my cellphone, I replaced the G9 with a Canon G7X Markll, a tiny “pocket” camera with excellent features. It took fantastic pictures and could wirelessly transmit photos to my cellphone. The cellphone and the pocket camera were light and easily concealed, significantly improving on previous travel with the Sony and the G9.

I remember arriving in Pune and discovering that my Galaxy did not work due to getting wet from my leaking water bottle. It was scary. But I read that if you put rice in a Ziplock bag with the camera, the rice will soak up the liquid. The camera worked after twelve hours.

On our trip to Pune, I took all my pictures with my cellphone, a multi-purpose device with many benefits. For example, when someone wanted to know how much a store item cost in Canadian dollars in Pune, I just looked up the exchange rate on the cellphone (I had internet access) and converted the local price into Canadian dollars in between taking pictures. In the Fall of 2023, I upgraded my cellphone to an iPhone 14, going to Corsica, France.

 This cellphone takes excellent pictures with three lenses, making me wonder whether I would use the Sony or the G9 again. Kathy tells me the Sony Digicam still takes better images than cell phones. That may be true. But how good should pictures be? The underlying question is why do we take photographs, and how often do we look at them? I take pictures to provide memories. But after showing them to interested family and a few friends, the images lose currency. They were uninterested when we visited with family and offered to show them some travel pictures from Africa using my projector and screen.

To me, there is historical and personal value in pictures. When I take a picture, I look for a person, a building, or a landscape, and that process sharpens my mind and renders the image memorable. Storing them for the long run has value primarily for me, the picture-taker, while its value diminishes exponentially for others, in my experience.

Thinking about keeping pictures reminded me of my father’s diplomas, which I have. When he passed away, I was the only one of three sons interested in retaining them and dubious if anyone would keep them after me. The same goes for the pictures I took.

Returning to what to do with all the pictures, the digital ones on Google are always available online without storage problems at home. The ones in the albums and boxes take up space and could be pruned and offered to our family, although I do not think they would be interested. They are snapping their own pictures. It is doubtful that we would take them should we downsize. Let me know if you have encountered the same issues and how you dealt with them.

Too Many Power Outages?

February 23, 2024

Our local hydro company representatives came to present “how to make our network more resilient to power outages.” Close to forty people attended the information session held at the community center.

Sarah, the hydro person responsible for “community outreach,” introduced Joe, who introduced himself as the person responsible for metering and substations. Before he arrived at our community center, he said he drove around our neighborhood to check it out. He said our neighborhood is very nice; I am unsure what he meant by that or his comment’s purpose. Was he trying to butter us up in case he expected some people to be critical and unpleasant?

The slide presentation he attempted to give was interrupted immediately by a booming voice in the back row asking why we still have above-ground wiring: he said twenty years ago, he attended a similar meeting where hydro promised to bury all the lines. Well, the six hydro representatives at the meeting did not have an answer. Some discussion of costs ensued, but it is not quite accurate that the wiring is not underground; in my area, the wires are buried, and perhaps the property developments before our subdivision did not have the benefit of underground wiring. Joe should have had a map showing the wires above and underground in our mixed neighborhood.

Joe had very few slides, and I cannot recall more than half a dozen. The first one showed a geographic map of our area. Following it was a map of the hydro network in the area, with the hydro lines following the streets but without indicating where the lines were buried.  The most interesting for me was the slide showing the number of power outages by year and type since 2019. Unfortunately, it was unclear whether the data was for the entire city or our area alone. According to the data, the most common outages result from equipment failure, followed by trees falling on the wires.

I never thought we had a problem with outages; I remember a storm in July 2023 when we lost power for ten hours and had a fine breakfast at a restaurant with backup power. The derecho was a major storm with power outages when we lost the food in the freezer worth a few hundred dollars in 2022. And before that, we had a major ice storm in 1999 when we lost power for a few days. I cannot recall power outages before the ice storm. So, are outages becoming more frequent? I do not know and did not get an answer at this meeting.

But Joe could not present his slides; the next interruption came from the back row, again, someone demanding: “How come the Loblaws store and Denny’s restaurant kept power while we, the residents, were without power last year?” The answer to me was obvious: a grocery store and a restaurant would have backup power, or maybe those establishments are on different hydro lines from ours. Unfortunately, Joe could not give us the answer or even an explanation.

Another person asked how much capacity he could or should install on his roof via solar panels to avoid relying on hydro in the future. The questions came fast, and at one time, I thought of getting up and asking people to hold their questions to the end of Joe’s presentation. But that was the job of the community outreach person, and Sarah could not control the meeting.

Towards the end of the meeting, I learned that “resilience” will be enhanced by “infrared monitoring” of the power equipment that anticipates and identifies equipment failure before it happens. Hydro also has a “tree pruning” program. Although these initiatives are good, I wondered if Hydro had a planned annual maintenance program funded and completed each year. Or did Hydro practice breakdown maintenance? And, has Hydro not had a tree pruning program before? So, what is new here except the infrared monitoring program?  And more to the point, as far as I was concerned – what are those plans for our neighborhood?  They sounded like system-wide plans to me that may or may not be used in our area soon!

Perhaps Hydro has fallen behind in maintenance in recent years, resulting in power outages. For example, hydro has wiring buried in our backyard on an easement that has not been replaced in fifty years. I do not know the standards for replacing wiring, but ground movements may break the insulation on wires, moisture gets in, and rust ensues. There must be standards for such items, which should be addressed in planned maintenance programs (just like when you get oil changes in your car – you don’t wait for it to break down). But when it comes to saving money, maintenance is the first to go.

I found the meeting disappointing; I learned little of substance. Hydro people did not provide the big picture, outlining that equipment is getting old and needs replacement, that the trees that people planted fifty years ago interfere with the wired infrastructure, and that people use more electricity than ever before, including EVs in the garages -all of which can lead to more frequent power interruptions, regardless of weather. I expected some trend analysis with supporting metrics as they affect our area. Specifically, I expected Hydro’s line-by-line itemization of what substation and line repairs and tree pruning Hydro will perform along specific streets over the next few years. Please provide us with some reassurance that Hydro is actively working towards building resilience via improved equipment, technology, and maintenance. We did not get that.

Climate Change: From X-country Skiing to Urban Walking

February 15, 2024

We have always done x-country skiing in Ottawa for fun and exercise during the winter months. Snow could come as early as December but never later than by Xmas. We have always had up-to-date equipment, and nothing was better than being outdoors in the fresh air on a sunny day. Sometimes, it was cold, but layered clothing did the trick, and when it was frigid, we started skiing uphill to warm up.  

But there has been a massive change in the weather over the last few decades. When we moved to Ottawa in 1971, the temperature never reached zero Fahrenheit in January (in those days, we had the Fahrenheit scale). And we had ten feet of snow that month; I had to shovel snow off the roof to lighten the load. Not anymore!

It was so mild last year that the world’s longest skating rink, the three-mile-long Rideau Canal, did not open in 2023. It was open four days this year, in 2024. Balmy weather created risky skating conditions on the Canal, and the National Capital Commission, the agency maintaining the ice surface, deemed it unsafe for skating.

We had some snow in December, but there has been no precipitation for weeks. A few weeks ago, we started walking on snow-covered paths instead of snowshoeing, which has become difficult because of the lack of fresh snow. The snow on the pathways had become compressed by skiers and walkers. It melted during the days with above-freezing weather and then froze overnight. So, we walked with crampons on our boots to avoid sliding on the icy pathways. But walking on uneven, icy surfaces, even with crampons, is unpleasant. We needed a new plan to go outdoors for fun and exercise.

We discovered the city cleared the sidewalks of snow in urban areas. So, we picked a walk downtown, where we found cleared sidewalks. The plan was to walk for a while and then let serendipity take over by improvising the return route, aiming to visit a coffee shop.

We picked a location on Somerset Street West, parked the car at the Suya Palace African Grill, and walked west on Wellington Street, dodging people on the narrow sidewalk. Tinseltown Christmas Emporium was on our left. Further west, we passed the Ember Hair Retreat and the Crows Nest Barbershop. The Tooth and Nail Brewing Company was across the Les Moulins la Fayette coffee shop at Irving Avenue. On the other side of the street was an LCBO (liquor store) and the Ministry of Coffee (another coffee shop). Next to the Moulin la Fayette, we looked into the windows of the Tokyo Smoke shop (a cannabis store), all of these establishments within two blocks.

Walking and discovering the variety of stores was a refreshing change from walking in our neighborhood, where few people ever walk, and when they do, they walk on the streets because of the lack of sidewalks. Our progress was slow, with our attention focused on the various establishments.

We chose a street parallel to Somerset for our return. The changing character of the old residential area to modern architectural houses and small apartments was striking in design and colors. I took pictures of the evolving residential area. Some people walking by me with young children asked if I was a real estate agent looking for a house.

The area was changing with many renovations demonstrating the area’s attractiveness for living. Unfortunately, I thought the redevelopment would squeeze the small pop-and-mom stores out of existence.

The next day, we decided to pick a quieter area with fewer people on the streets for our walk. We chose to walk along Colonel By Drive, next to the Rideau Canal, which, without skaters, we thought, would be quiet. Instead, we met joggers and cyclists in balmy, above-freezing temperatures.

But Colonel By Drive was so noisy with heavy car traffic that we could not hear each other talking. Like the previous day, we chose a parallel street to return, Echo Drive, bordered by stately and some newly constructed homes. It was quiet with no car traffic, and we enjoyed this older but expensive area, looking at the architectural dwellings.

As we looked at the houses, some Jehovah’s Witnesses approached us, asking how we managed in this complex world. It did not appear they were successful in talking with homeowners on this street, so perhaps signing up people on the road for an interactive Bible course was a good substitute. Although they did not convince us that studying the Bible was our interest, we discussed aspects of our lives in an overcrowded world. After our walk, we ended up in a coffee shop, the Stella Luna Gelato Cafe.

Our Sunday walk took us from Ottawa South, going west on Colonel By Drive to the Bronson Bridge, where we crossed over to Queen Elizabeth Drive. We walked east along the Drive to Lansdowne and checked out the Ottawa Landsdowne Market, open only on Sundays. I have not been in this area for years and was stunned by the massive redevelopment around the stadium. The place reminded me of Granville Island in Vancouver, although on a much smaller scale.

A hundred vendors/farmers within one hundred miles of Ottawa come to this market. We stopped to talk with a vendor selling Kinoko mushrooms, which he grows in his garage, and bought some of these odd-looking “gourmet” mushrooms after he explained how he grows them. And, of course, we had to get some micro-greens from another vendor and buy organic, free-range eggs from a farmer who is a “leader in animal welfare.” Before we loaded up with additional purchases, we decided to walk back to the car, except for a stop at the Happy Goat Coffee shop on Bank Street.

We miss x-country skiing on fresh snow on a sunny day, but urban walking is more than a suitable substitute. It provides exercise outdoors, but more importantly, it is a way to learn about our city, its businesses, its people, and its developments that we do not see or hear about unless we walk around the city.

What is Canadian Culture

February 7, 2024

During a lively discussion with friends, I asked: what is Canadian culture? After a surprising period of thoughtful quiet, someone suggested that Canada has musicians, authors, and artists who combine to define Canadian culture. But I said that many of these have made their career in the US. For example, Celine Dion, Joni Mitchell, and The Guess Who (Burton Cummings) have become famous south of the border. When it comes to writers, Rohinton Mistry, although a Canadian author, wrote about India, Michael Ondaatje, another Canadian author, wrote about World War II (The English Patient), and Margaret Atwood’s novels have also enjoyed wide popularity south of the border. So, why would we call them examples of Canadian culture? What is Canadian about their work, except for their citizenship?

I brought up our difficulty when visiting friends and family in Europe; what should we take as gifts that would appear Canadian? We have often taken coasters and shawls with native Canadian themes but not much else. We could not think of other items. Canadian native themes represent a small portion of the Canadian art fabric, although considered very Canadian abroad.

When I think of Canadian culture, the McKenzie Brothers come to mind; Bob and Doug, acting as two dimwitted brothers, swilled beer, and every second word coming out of their mouths was “have another beer” and “eh,” on their popular show called The Great White North. There is something about drinking beer that is Canadian, whether in a ballpark or at hockey arenas during games. Bob and Doug have certainly become Canadian favorites, and I would label their popularity as part of Canadian culture.

Another part of Canadian culture is hockey. It is widely popular, and most children start playing when they are big enough to lace up a pair of skates. One of the most popular hockey commentators on “Hockey Night Canada” was Don Cherry, whose flamboyant suits and analyses of hockey games charmed many Canadian homes.  

Rick Mercer is a Canadian icon whose show was on air for over twenty years. His humor and rants pleased Canadians. His travels in the US interviewing famous people and asking dumb questions to embarrass interviewees were enormously popular in Canada (including one with then-presidential candidate Bush – Rick asked Bush about Canadian Prime Minister “Jean Poutine”). I appreciated his humor but did not like the idea of embarrassing people. But apparently, his wit pleased Canadians, which tells me something about Canadian character.

Founded by the ex-hockey player Tim Horton, the coffee shop chain of his name has become a Canadian institution. Although many Starbucks, Second Cups, and other coffee shops exist, Canadians gravitate to a local Tim Horton for their morning fix. I would call the chain part of our Canadian culture today.

We also enjoy the unique throat singing by Inuit people. In Canada, you hear throat singing on national holidays. I would call it a part of the Canadian cultural mosaic.

So, you may ask: what is culture? I am not an expert on this subject, but to me, it is a pattern of behavior of people living on a usually contiguous piece of geography with common traditions acquired over generations vis-a-vis work, diet, clothing, social interaction, language, religion, likes, and dislikes. For example, think of the French culture of Quebec, their joie-de-vivre, their history with les habitants (the original settlers from France in what is now Quebec), their love of hockey, and their language. And do not forget their food: poutine, tourtiere, feve au lards.

What spawned the discussion on Canadian culture was whether we are losing it. Whether the influx of immigrants, refugees, and the vast numbers of foreign students dilute Canadian culture, and whether the Prime Minister, advocating the concept of the “trans-national state,” supersedes traditional Canadian culture.

While the US embraced the “melting pot” concept for their newcomers, Canada favored “multi-culturalism.” We love the different cultures immigrants bring with them, their ethnic restaurants, and their ethnic community centers, and we support them financially to celebrate their national holidays. We encourage foreign cultures to thrive in Canada; we celebrate them on July 1 each year, Canada’s birthday. The more we do this, the more we dilute Canadian culture with foreign cultures. We forget who we are and what we stand for, except for Canadian society’s equity, diversity, and inclusion slogan.

Let me describe a day when I met three newcomers to Canada that made me think about their knowledge of Canada. A cheerful young fellow took my passport pictures at a pharmacy. Arriving six months ago from Sri Lanka, he has not secured a job in his field, civil engineering. Nobody in his home country told him during his application process he might need to requalify in Canada to work as an engineer. And so, he worked as a cashier and passport photographer at the pharmacy. Hoping for a better future, he has already rented an apartment to welcome his wife and two-year-old child in two months.

The fellow sitting beside me waiting to get his social insurance card at a Canadian service center (I  was there to renew my passport) came from Zimbabwe two months ago. As a pharmacist, he already has a job and awaits his family’s arrival in a few months. He told me he learned how to dress for the cold in Canada in January. He informed me he would stay for twenty years and then return home. He may change his mind in the next twenty years, and I am sure he will learn a lot about Canada that may attract him to stay.

The agent who did the paperwork to renew my passport was born in France to African parents. Bilingual and with a federal government job, he may be Canadianized to a degree, but I wondered how he feels as a black bilingual person in English-speaking Ontario.

These are just three examples of Canadian newcomers I met one day, and I wondered what they knew about Canadian culture. They will undoubtedly learn. Two have experienced the cold Canadian winter for the first time, which involves tuques, mukluks, down-filled gloves, and parkas. Years ago, I worked at the federal immigration department when a program existed with funding to assist immigrants in adjusting to Canadian life. The program does not exist anymore.

Personally, camping in the wilderness, canoeing, and picking wild blueberries on land recently devastated by forest fire, with bears around, is part of Canada. Cottaging around the lakes in Ontario, listening to the buzz of the chainsaw and the hammer sound, is also typical of Canadian culture. Unless we provide time and opportunity for our newcomers to learn to live in our country and engage in activities that have become traditions in Canada, I am afraid that we’ll gradually lose parts of our cultural identity.

Forty-six percent of Toronto is foreign-born. And twenty-three percent of Canada is foreign-born. How can we not lose part of who we are with these numbers? But immigrants are welcome in Canada; immigrants built this country. It could be that our success with immigrants will cause our changing culture.

Housing and Homelessness

February 4, 2024

My local city Councilor jolted me with the following statement in his late January 2024 newsletter: “The issue that I want to focus on for this newsletter is Housing & Homelessness. If ever there was a time in recent memory when this issue was front and centre in the minds of pretty much everyone, this is it. Whether you’re homeless yourself, whether you can’t afford to buy a home, refinance your home, or rent an apartment, or whether you’re worried about challenges that will be faced by the next generation, our current crisis is affecting a majority of Ottawa residents”. Sixty-four percent of Ottawa households own a home! So, how could these issues affect the majority of residents? This statement did not resonate with me on several levels!

On one level, it is not front and center in my mind or my friends’ or neighbors’ minds. It is in the newspapers, on TV channels, and on the radio, but people I know do not discuss and are not interested in those subjects. It is infrequent if they talk about it, and when they do, they mention parts of downtown where people experiencing homelessness congregate. But people I know avoid downtown for lack of parking or the cost, especially since we find all our needs met in the suburbs. In our neighborhood, I have yet to see homeless people. I go out daily, know my neighborhood well, and have not seen homeless people to date. I believe it is a non-issue in my community.

When I talk with my friends, subjects of our discussions relate to the amazingly mild climate this year, the current popularity of hybrid cars, how they function, and whether we should get one, a hip replacement facing a neighbor, a trip by a friend visiting the Abu Simbel Temple in Egypt, and when Trudeau may resign. When nine men met to form a book club, we discussed the need for a men’s book club, the schools we attended, and how we should run our new-fangled book club; for example, should we have lunch before discussing books? Homelessness was never mentioned.

On another level, if my local city Councilor were serious about doing something about homelessness, he should have had some statistics on how many homeless are in our community. All I hear today is “evidence-based” policymaking. So, how about some numbers to substantiate the homelessness issue in general terms and as it exists in our community?

The other subject the Councilor mentions is housing and its affordability. These are current political challenges to satisfying the massive demand for housing created by the influx of newcomers to Canada. The various levels of government blame each other for the housing shortage. One reads that local governments take too long to approve applications for development proposals and charge hefty development fees. Both are disincentives for speedy housing construction. Recent federal government policy let too many students, refugees, and immigrants into Canada, which combined to create a high demand for housing that the construction industry has been unable to cope with. Beyond general curiosity, my friends and I ignore this subject; we all have a house, mortgage-free.

Unless the Councilor can identify homelessness as an issue in our community, I would suggest he focus on our local problems, such as poor road conditions, through traffic, and traffic congestion on surrounding major roads. Many streets are in an abysmal state with potholes. People traversing our community to avoid traffic tie-ups at major intersections endanger our walkers on the streets. The construction of sidewalks and additional streetlights would enhance safety. I believe road maintenance, safety, and traffic control are the real issues in our community. The Councilor could survey residents on what they perceive to be the problems in setting his priorities.