Remembering

November 11th Remembrance Day. I didn't take today's photograph. It was taken before anyone I know was a twinkle in anyone's eye. It is a portrait of my Grandfather as a young man in uniform when he fought in the First World War. He didn't die in that war. He went on to live a long and happy life. He was a major force in his childrens and then their childrens lives. I think he lived a lot of the standards that most of us live by. None of us are politicians (maybe a good thing) or brain surgeons, or super heroes but a pretty good group all in all. He didn't talk much about the war but once in a while he told a story or two.  He told me once the German airplanes really were painted in those wonderful colour schemes you see in pictures. On one occasion and his crew saw one flying by so they decided to shoot at him. The plane came back and strafed them luckily missing everyone but close enough they never tried it again. I have a photo of him and the Vickers gun crew he was with.

This blog is about photography though. I have talked about digital manipulation before and of course will again. This is an aspect I feel is so important and worthy. I was quite taken with this picture of my Grandfather but after 70 or so years of being looked at, handled packed away framed, unframed, taped, untaped, and what have you it is in pretty rough shape. My Mom let me take it home and scan it. I did return the original and am not sure where it is now but this is what it looked like. 

It definitely needed some help.

I did spend a fair amount of time trying different things to get rid of water marks, and creases. I worked a lot on the damaged eye and am pretty proud of how that came back. 
Here is what I got. 

It isn't done. There are things I still have to figure out how to fix. This is something I can get to as I can. I am happy with it though.